"Stanched" in Luke 8:44
f the life of the flesh is in the blood, the
woman pushing through the throng was dying with every step. For twelve years she had carried this heavy burden. Her health was spent and the Scripture tells us that so was any
wealth she might have had, which she gave to physicians. None could heal her. She
did her best to draw close to Jesus. Then with one "trembling" touch she touched him.
In the Subways of New York City, next to the
glistening tracts of steel, and sheathed by a wooden canopy is a third
rail. That is how the train
gets its power. It has none
of its own. A little foot
(or hand) reaches out and rides this ribbon of electricity bring the
railroad car to life.
This woman in Luke, did not think she had
actually touched him directly. She
touched the hem of his garment, but he said "who touched me?" Each day we reach out to touch the Almighty. We say that we have not actually touched him. We say we have only touched his book. We might not feel it immediately, but he does. Each time we take up the sacred collection of his words he know
it. And he knows our need. Each time we reach out and touch the third rail "power"
is gone out of [him] and we are strengthened. Each day we touch it, we touch him, and when we do, we are
energized and empowered by his grace. Through grace, first we find the
power to stop; second, we find the power to go.