The boldness had dissipated.
Like a little girl who was caught stealing a cookie out of
the jar, she felt like she had taken something that did not belong to her. A
gift that could not have been meant for her.
But refreshing had already begun to overwhelm her.
New life, new blood began to course through her veins.
She heard a voice that felt like Forgiveness and sounded
like Peace but she would not dare to look upon His face.
“Who touched me?”
He knew it was not just any admirer trying to have a touch
of the thrill.
It was recognition. It was intimacy. It was revelation.
Desperation through itself at His feet and He beheld the
object of His Divine Purpose. A Sheep without a Shepherd. The Sickly without a
Physician. Miry clay in need of a
Potter’s touch.
“Daughter.”
“Wholeness.”
“Peace.”
“Your suffering is over.”
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In a moment, Jesus Christ can trade your issue of blood for
the blood He shed on Calvary. It is not for the thrill seeking or temporary Jesus
fans that are only satisfied to watch on the spectator’s sidelines.
He is seeking for the desperate. For the broken but bold.
For the determined who demand deliverance. And the only way we can arrive at
this desperation is to have a true revelation of who He is- as a Healer, as the
Almighty God enrobed in flesh to which all power in Heaven and Earth belong to.
He is looking for a people who are willing to pay the price
for just a touch. He is looking for a people in pursuit of His presence- to
experience more than just the thrill of emotionalism.
And what does it cost?
Maybe the jeers of mocking crowd, but only for a little
while.
Maybe twelve years of longing and waiting.
Everything you own.
To have spent all.
For we cannot be healed until we have forsaken the momentary
remedies of this world and pushed through the “press” to have a genuine
encounter with the Master.
What is your issue of blood?
What is my issue of blood?
And what is the “press” surrounding me that inhibits me from
touching Heaven?
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