I was given some pretty concerning news at one of my last appointments. (Note: This is nothing for anyone else to worry about!) When I think about what lies ahead, I feel faint and full of anxiety. It’s not so much results or outcomes that scare me, but rather the process needed to acquire them.
I don’t do so well with incisions or cutting or needles. It’s kind of hard for people to believe considering how many tattoos I have, but trust me when I share with you that I am a clinical whimp. I can’t even stomach watching some things like this on television!
I have been in prayer since that appointment. I pray for courage. I have remained a real weenie as of yet about my next appointment, however, I do find comfort in God’s word. I know that if my faith is big enough, everything else will be miniscule.
I was reminded this morning of the ailing Jewish woman. Here was a woman probably among the wealthy or titled. She was probably beside religious hierarchy. She was likely among mockers of her faith. She was nothing like them. Talk about nerve-wracking!
Then enters Jesus. The meek woman with such faith and audacity, reaches out and touches the garment of Jesus. This was probably a big no-no. Even Jesus turns to ask, “Who touched my clothes?”
She was healed immediately. Jesus turned around and asked, “Who touched my clothes?”
If you consider every element of intimidation she was faced with, that one gesture is pretty remarkable.
Afraid, the woman knelt by the Savior and admitted that she had touched Him. Jesus said her faith had made her well.
She touches the hem of his garment. Her faith was rewarded. She was healed. She trusted and moved forward with both bravery and certainty and she found comfort and was cured!
Sometimes we just have to trust. As I approach this next step, I know that all I have to do is boldly reach for the hem of his garment. I have to approach and believe that everything will be OK. The truth is no matter how it all plays out, everything will be OK. I have a vast history of this very thing.
There have been many times in my life when things were scary or painful or difficult and I still managed to be blessed with the life I have now.
I have been given a husband who loves me, four beautiful children, amazing family, incredible friends, a great job, a supportive church and the gift of waking up today. I have been blessed with a really big God.
If you look at the math of my entire life, it doesn’t add up. Praise God for mercy!
My plan is to be bold enough in my faith to reach. There is really nothing that willing feet and faithful hearts can’t face. Even scary appointments!
And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.