“God has better things to do than watch me fold laundry and wipe snotty noses. He doesn’t care about my world.”
Have you ever had that thought?
Let me share a story about a woman who felt the same way.
She thought she was invisible
She reached down to grasp the material and almost toppled, due to the pressing throng around her.
“If only…” she thought, “If only I can do this one little thing, I can run away from my problems and never look back!”
Just one more push and – success!!
Clasping the cloth firmly in her hands, she immediately felt the change.
Only He had felt it too. And He knew she was the cause.
She couldn’t be more wrong
“Who touched my robe?”
He craned his neck, the crowd jostling around him, calling, groping.
“You can’t be serious! Look at the masses surrounding you, man! Basically everyone is touching you all at once!”
“And He looked around to see her who had done this thing.”
She cowered. Shaking in fear, she fell on her knees, and I imagine she said something like this,
“It was me…oh, it was me! I’ve been sick for years, Sir! No doctor can heal me – in fact, they’ve made me worse. Oh please, Sir, I know I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t help myself! My bleeding has stopped – my pain is gone! I heard about you and thought, ‘If only I can touch His clothes, I’ll be well again!’ And it happened! Oh, Sir, You made me well, and I am sorry if I did wrong, please forgive me!”
She got more than she bargained for
And He said to her,
“Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace, and be healed of your affliction.”
And so can you…
If you’ve ever wondered if God really sees, hears, or cares about you, you are not alone.
I have too.
Especially in weary days of mundane motherhood, illness, or times of grief.
But you don’t get lost in the crowd.
He knows exactly who you are, there, grasping for His robe.
Reaching out, praying for answers, seeking peace and wholeness.
Jesus’ words are for modern moms!
He sees you. God sees you! He knows your name. And, He knows mine.
