The Touch

What was the woman thinking when she went to touch Him? Did she know who she was? Did she know what she was? What about the risk? “If I just touch His garments, I shall get well.” Mark 8:28 lets us know exactly what the woman who had been bleeding for twelve extensive and arduous years was thinking when she converged to simply graze the One who could solve what no one and nothing else could including her own money. Rather than getting better, she got worse over those agonizing years. But when she did touch the One, “And immediately the flow of her blood was dried up; and she felt in her body that she was healed of her affliction.” (Mark 8:29)

What about us? Are we willing to take the risk to daily converge upon the One who will forever make us different, for the better? Are we so broken because we have exhausted all other options, financial and otherwise to the point where we have no one and nothing else to turn to? Society would view this as complete and utter weakness but it was only then that this broken, bleeding, social outcast was able to be forever changed and healed because of the touch of the One. Am I that desperate? Am I that broken? Am I that willing? What do I have to lose and is it worth the risk?