by Linda Veath Cox
It was just one of those mornings. I awoke with a seemingly endless problem threatening to take control of all the thoughts in my head. Threatening to heap another dose of daily disappointment upon my already overloaded emotions. I reluctantly crawled out of bed and started my day.
I settled in for morning devotions. And read the following verses:
Now a woman, having a flow of blood for twelve years, who had spent all her livelihood on physicians and could not be healed by any, came from behind and touched the border of I sighed and thought “Oh, how I wish I could touch the hem of Jesus’ garment just like that woman did!” And immediately God reminded me that I could touch “His garment.” Any time. This reading was no accident. God led me to it right when I needed it. All of us can touch His garment. Any time. When we lift our hands in prayer and praise to Him. When we sing hymns and songs and lose ourselves in the music of heaven. When we soak up the beauty of His creation and dance, if only in our hearts, with joy. We touch His garment when we turn to the Bible and read God’s words of comfort and encouragement. When we kneel in Communion and remember Jesus’ body and blood that were shed for us for the forgiveness of sin. When we acknowledge Him as Lord of Lords and King of Kings. The woman in the Bible was healed the moment she touched Jesus’ garment. And that could happen to us as well. There’s no doubt—God has the power to heal us. Just like He healed her. But He also has the power to help us endure. No matter what problems assail us. So the next time something threatens to take control of your thoughts and emotions, remember this. By reaching out and touching Christ’s garment, you will find Him. Right there in the midst of those problems. And whether He grants healing or endurance, we can praise Him, for our hope is found only in Him. 
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