Blessed… With Only His Touch

 Jesus went home with Peter and saw Peter’s mother-in-law lying in bed with a fever. He touched her hand, and the fever left her. Then she got up and served them. That evening people brought to Jesus many who were demon-possessed. He threw the spirits out with just a word. He healed everyone who was sick. This happened so that what Isaiah the prophet said would be fulfilled: He is the one who took our illnesses and carried away our diseases (Matthew 8:14-17, Common English Bible).

Imagine being in bed with a fever when a stranger walks into the room. One touch and not only are you feeling better, you actually feel good enough to resume serving people in your home.

You are suffering from some kind of mental distress. No one really knows what the problem is. People say a demon possesses you. That same man takes the distress away. Perhaps it was a demon. Perhaps it is some form of mental illness. What we do know is, with one touch he changed everything.

Person after suffering person came to see Jesus. And, for as many who came, that same number found healing while sitting at the feet of Jesus. Just in his one touch, everything you knew had changed.

Today we might not think the touch is physical but for we who believe, the touch is no less real. Or, it could be that the touch is physical, just a touch from another traveler who shares the road with us. This touch might come from a person who is willing to be the hands and feet of Jesus to the people around them.

I was once told a story of a woman who had recently lost her mother and was feeling pretty vulnerable. While on a women’s retreat she was kneeling at the altar. Another woman came into the chapel. She didn’t know the first woman’s situation but she said later she felt like God was telling her to step forward and place a hand on the first woman’s shoulder. She did. That touch meant a great deal to the first woman. She knew in her heart she had been touched by God. The second woman was deeply moved as well. She was humbled at the thought that she had been the hands and feet of Jesus.

Jesus’ touch on our lives is as real today as it was for those gathered around them that day so long ago when he healed Peter’s mother-in-law and so many others. Jesus reaches out and through the power of the Holy Spirit, we feel his touch. We know it is real and we are blessed.

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.
.
Refrain:
He touched me, O, He touched me,
And O, the joy that floods my soul.
Something happened, and now I know,
He touched me and made me whole.

2. Since I met this blessed Savior,
Since He cleansed and made me whole;
I will never cease to praise Him,
I’ll shout it while eternity rolls.

In what ways have you felt God touch your life?

Have a blessed day in the Lord.

Joy, Peace and Thanksgiving
Keith

Copyright 2017, J. Keith Broyles, All Rights Reserved

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