We all know the story…a woman whose illness made her an outcast presses through a crowd to try to get to Jesus.
She stumbles through the crowd and manages to just touch the hem of His garment and is healed.
I didn’t really have any new insights into this story…until after my devotional was finished.
My thoughts turned to how in the years after her healing she may have recounted this tale of perseverance to her friends and family.
She recounted the years of sickness and how she determined to find the Savior no matter what.
She talked about pressing through that crowd and how with her last bit of strength she lunged and barely touched His robe.
When Jesus told the story to the angelic host it was about how He knew this woman was coming and slowed down just enough to let her catch Him…
This, of course, is speculation on my part.
While I’m speculating…
I wonder if there was someone in crowd as desperate as our famous woman with the famous gynecological problems.
Someone with diabetes or cancer or any of the other untreatable illnesses of the day.
Someone who, despite their best efforts, couldn’t make it to even the bottom of His robe.
Someone who was left in their affliction while watching someone get healed just a ways in front of them.
What about them?
The Scriptures are painfully silent.
How many of us have seen the provision of God from afar, yet seemingly too far for us to reach?
The answer, (if there is an answer to be had), is in the story of the importunate man who knocked on his neighbors door until he answered and helped him.
I think that’s what the woman with the issue of blood (I wish she had a proper name) did.
She asked, sought, and knocked, until the door flew open on a dusty, crowded street.
We have to do likewise.
He may slow down just enough for us to grab some linen of our own…
Make your own application…