For she said within herself, If I may but touch his garment, I shall be whole. Matthew 9:21

Hem of His Garment
Painting by Wayne Pascall

I can not fix this. It is out of my hands. I do not have the strength to handle this. I am weary and troubled. This will never be right. 

We have all thought these things. Recently, I lifted my eyes to Heaven and said, simply: I need a miracle, Lord. 

Later I thought of this simple prayer, for that is what it was. Not exactly breathed in the center of crisis, but during a time of considering several situations. A few days later, I read these verses:  And, behold, a woman, which was diseased with an issue of blood twelve years, came behind him, and touched the hem of his garment: For she said within herself, If I may but touch his garment, I shall be whole.  But Jesus turned him about, and when he saw her, he said, Daughter, be of good comfort; thy faith hath made thee whole. And the woman was made whole from that hour. Matthew 9:20-22

Consider this woman; she was likely despised and unloved. Our nature is to avoid situations that may require us to step out of our comfort zone, challenging us to offer assistance. This woman was on the outskirts of society, but not unaware of what was happening around her. She heard of Jesus, the Healer. She believed in His power to save, although she might have not fully understood His magnitude. She did believe though, so deeply, that she understood a truth so great and yet – so simple, that others missed. She believed that Jesus possessed power so she went near Him, and perhaps after a struggle, she was able to touch the hem of His garment. She believed that simply by touching Him, that she would be healed. She was. Jesus paused to encourage her. Daughter, be of good comfort; thy faith hath made thee whole. 

If ever two words belonged together, these do. “Simply amazing.”

God performs miracles today. My husband has had a remarkable recovery from a place near death’s door. The very same thing could be said of my daughters. God has spared my own physical life about 20 years ago. Another time, our van rolled down an embankment from a speed of nearly seventy-five miles an hour. Police officers were amazed that everyone survived. Our family intact, another family miracle. Consider miracles in your own life. Really, do this. 

This small portion of Scripture has prompted me to consider the miracles I have forgotten. Scripture does not teach that we have an allotment of miracles for our lives. I would dare say, we experience miracles daily. What the Scriptures do say is that we have not because we ask not. We are told to come boldly before the Throne of Grace. We sing of power in the precious blood of the Lamb, for He is not dead.

God sees my life in a way no others can, including myself. Because I know he thinks peace toward me, Jeremiah 29:11, I know my needs are covered.

Ladies, the miracle you need in your life: Be encouraged. Miracles remain and they do happen to you. It seems that faith can be a prerequisite for some miracles. Faith is strengthened by knowing and meditating upon Scripture. That is our part, and it is a discipline that yields blessing.

Be still, and know that I am God. Wait. My soul waits and I hope in His Word. Wait, I say, on the Lord. Continually.

And then I am calm. I hear my mother’s reassuring voice  … “He touched me.”

Shackled by a heavy burden,

‘Neath a load of guilt and shame

Then the hand of Jesus touched me,

And now I am no longer the same

He touched me.  Taken from a hymn written by William Gaither.