And a woman was there who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years. She had suffered a great deal under the care of many doctors and had spent all she had, yet instead of getting better she grew worse. When she heard about Jesus, she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, because she thought, “If I just touch his clothes, I will be healed.” Immediately her bleeding stopped and she felt in her body that she was freed from her suffering. Mark 5:25-29 (NIV)
How is it that a woman who had been sick for so long could have such faith? Was it because she could actually see Jesus? Did that really make the difference? Was it like so many say, “seeing is believing?” Why is my faith not this strong? I try so hard to reach out and touch the robes of Jesus, but it seems that as I make contact I begin to question both my motives and beliefs. Why do I want healing, for either myself or others? Do I really believe that reaching out and simply asking for healing is going to accomplish anything? This is where the battle begins. I tell myself “Yes, I do!” Then I ask “Really, how could such a thing be true?” God is bigger than any of us can ever imagine, ever wrap our heads around, and this is where I have so much trouble. I base so much of my life on logic and problem solving and to say is crudely the idea of God is neither logical nor a problem to be solved. He simply is. (Exodus 3:14)
I am a child of the one true King! I believe that with all my heart, and even as I say that I question myself. I am working on this and as I spend more time in the Word I know my faith will grow.
Saved by the blood,