She pressed through the crowd and reached out in faith, touched the hem of his garment and the bleeding went away. Twelve long, hard years of the suffering and pain didn’t deter her from believing again. She just saw him near, knew if she only drew close, his power would heal her where she needed it most.
And that’s where I stand, that’s where I stand today. I’m at the crossroads with a decision to make. What am I really believing? What do my actions prove? If I really want a healing, then I have to press through.
He’d all but given up, when nothing ever worked. He has a pile of excuses that everybody heard. Condemned by a maiming illness with no hope of relief, he grew content to be helpless, but then God entered the scene. It took an act of obedience when Jesus told him to stand, and he was healed when he believed beyond his circumstance.
We all stand somewhere, but will we stand by faith? Will we keep believing, when life gets in the way? We all need a healing. We all need his grace. But we have to be willing to do whatever it takes.
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