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"The Hem Of My Garment!"

"Who touched the hem of my garment?"

A godly petition! Where heaven commissioned!
A quiet! And holy decree!

For virtue had fled! The lost sheep, fed!
A daughter was soon to be freed!

"Who touched the hem my garment?"

Twelve years in prayer! Blood issue to bear!
Forgotten in a crowd with no space.

Acknowledged by Him! Who carried no sin!
Her invitation to look in His face!

"Who touched the hem my garment?

With tears there swelling! And faith compelling!
She humbly bowed to the ground!

With comforting words! On one knee, was heard!
The Shepard's sweet lamb was found!

"Who touched the hem of my garment?"

"As thou hast endured! And my love, truly earned!
Thy worries shall disappear!

I ask thee dear daughter! To trust in Thy Father!
For now there's no need to fear!"

POET'S COMMENTS

Have you ever reached out to touch the hem of Christ's garment?

Being noticed by God may seem impossible to some. I have found that we never go unnoticed by the Master if we will but acknowledge Him through faith, works, and prayer. Our Savior and Heavenly Father will always reward our faith; if not immediately, sometime in the future.

Where we all fail at times is to realize that "faith without works is dead." Claiming faith and practicing faith are two different behaviors. These two behaviors coupled together, bring clear answers to our prayers. The poem references a sweet account of faith followed by a miracle.

Mark 5:24-34

"And Jesus went with him; and much people followed him, and thronged him. And a certain woman, which had an issue of blood twelve years, And had suffered many things of many physicians, and had spent all that she had, and was nothing bettered, but rather grew worse, When she had heard of Jesus, came in the press behind, and touched his garment. For she said, If I may touch but his clothes, I shall be whole. And straightway the fountain of her blood was dried up; and she felt in her body that she was healed of that plague. And Jesus, immediately knowing in himself that virtue had gone out of him, turned him about in the press, and said, Who touched my clothes? And his disciples said unto him, Thou seest the multitude thronging thee, and sayest thou, Who touched me? And he looked round about to see her that had done this thing. But the woman fearing and trembling, knowing what was done in her, came and fell down before him, and told him all the truth. And he said unto her, Daughter, thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace, and be whole of thy plague."

When all seems hopeless, when it appears that no one can heal your wounds, there is One who will boldly ask; "Who touched me?" In this account, our Redeemer wanted to be acknowledged. He desired to see into the heart of his sooter, so that He can share more than what was sought. The Good Shepard is always seeking His lost sheep. It is often the case that the lost sheep must also be seeking Him.

"What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it?" (Luke 15:4)

The woman in this scripture had suffered twelve years. As in the secular world we know, she had exhausted every avenue to be made whole. She sought had seen physicians and healers. No one could heal her!

Many years later, after she had been properly prepared and humbled, she sought and acknowledged the Savior's power to heal. When she trusted and showed true faith in the spiritual world, virtue (Light) could not be denied. She experienced some sacred moments with her Savior.

Although the account recorded ended with "go in peace," Christ's influence continued. Her life would never be the same! She would continue in faith, and without fear.

The account teaches us the same. We just need to have faith to touch the hem of His garment!

POEMS

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A Bridge To Heaven's Gate

A Lighthouse Of Love

A Prayer To Heaven

A Ripple In The Water

A Shepard's Call

Abandoned Moments and Forsaken Memories

Adversity, My Friend

Anger's Prison

An Ocean of Pride

Become As A Child

Be Still

Born Again

Bound By Service

Burning Sparks

Christmas Eve Memories

Day And Night

Does Mercy Rob Justice?

Faith In My Trials

Father Is Waiting

Forever My Angel

Free From Hypocrisy

God's Gift

God's Poet

God's Witness

Heaven's Treasure

He Counseled God

Hidden In The Forest

Hope And Faith

If There Were No Light!

In Remembrance

In The Upper Room

My Father, My Knight

My Last Thoughts

My Mother

My Needs Are Great

Our Father's Love

Our Sweet Temples

Promises and Procrastination

Reconciliation

Reflections

Rescuing God's Children

Resurrection's Glory!

Shun Pride, And Forgive

Spiritual Gifts

Suffer It To Be

Sweet Feast

Tears

Tell Me! Why Dear Lord?

The Endless Road

The Hem Of My Garnent

The Message Of Hope

The Notes I No Longer Hear

The Power To Lift

The Prodigal Son

The Sabbath Hour

The Seven Days of Creation

The Story of Flowers

The War For Eternal Choices

Time To Become

To The Shores of Paradise

Walk With Me

When Doubt Puts Truth On Trial

Whisperings of Wisdom