Pastor's Blog
One Touch
Posted By: Pastor Bruce | Date: Jun 01, 2011
Some years ago Pastor Bruce started a journal after reading his Bible everyday. He would write down what he felt the scripture was saying to him.
If you are looking for a way to start enjoying your time in the Word or are looking for a way to meditate on the Word try this: Begin in the book of John
read chapter 1 then get a notebook and a pencil and write down what you feel the Lord is speaking to you through his word. You don’t have to comment
on the whole chapter, it may be just one verse, but think about and write down what the scripture is speaking to you.
Now here is a journal entry from September 10, 2001. The reading for that day was Luke 8:43-48. Pastor Bruce writes:
“ Twelve years ago I had suffered. Twelve years of continued weakness from an incurable hemorrhage. Every time I heard about a
new physician, I would schedule an appointment,praying that the latest research had led to a cure. For over a decade I spent every
dime that I could come up with, but I kept getting worse and worse. The procedures and side effects from the medicine took a great
toll on my body. I wiped out my life’s savings, but could not retrieve my health.
I kept hearing about this prophet named Jesus, and according to some friends of mine, he was coming to town. I had heard some
incredible stories, from some reliable sources, I had to believe this man could help me, I felt this was my last chance. I concealed
myself in the crowd, looking for an opening, waiting for my chance. The size of the crowd was unbelievable, how could I even get to him.
I was so weak, but I had to touch him or die trying. You see I was considered unclean, I wasn’t even supposed to be around people. I was
afraid to draw attention to myself, fearing I would be turned away. Then all of a sudden I saw an opening, with every last ounce of energy, I
lunged toward him. As my fingers stroked the tassels of his garment, electricity shot through my whole body and all of a sudden I felt like a
young woman again. I knew I was well.
All of a sudden my instant joy turned to fear, because this man knew that power had gone out of him. As he searched the faces of the crowd
he asked “who touched me?” I didn’t know whether to confess or remain quiet. One thing I knew I was healed so I fell at his feet and told him the
whole truth. That day I found out there’s a huge difference in the outer and inner courts. Hanging around him is wonderful, but touching him is
life-changing. He never ask for money, never ask me to get on his mailing list, and never mentioned a follow up. He did tell me that what healed
me, was just believing that he could. He said that my trouble would never worry me anymore.
One touch and my whole life was changed.”