The power of touch

You touched me are the words still repeating in my head.  It’s been two weeks now and those words, “You touched me,” make emotions rise and the love and power of God come upon me.  It makes me feel like I am in that moment all over again and tears stream down my face.  You see this man was in shock that I touched him when no one else would.  The power of the touch changed his life, but truly I was the one whom was changed.

I was in a store grabbing a few items for supper.  I just came out of an extended period of prayer.  To be honest I wasn’t very aware of my surroundings because I was still focused on the things of the Spirit.  That is when He said, “Hi, how are you today?” I responded, “Good” and then asked how he was doing.  He said, “Can I ask you a question, what does be love on the back of your jacket mean?” I responded, “It means to be love in every moment, every instance, every decision, to everybody.” He said, “You are talking about God’s love.” I said, “Yes.”

My daughter proceeded to take my debit card out of my hand and pay for my items, because this stranger and I were no longer interested in making our transactions.  God had just grabbed our attention and He had something planned.  We were both in tune to the fact that the Holy Spirit brought us together for this moment of time.

The man was in a wheel chair, on oxygen and extremely obese. I was discerning as we were talking what God wanted.  I reached out my hand and touched his shoulder and started praying for him.  By this time people were kindly completing their transactions around us.  We were blocking the lane, but respectfully they didn’t want to interrupt our prayer time.

We proceeded forth to the end of the lane.  Our transactions were both taken care of and loaded in the van by the people we were with.  It seemed as though time stood still.  I was not going to rush this appointment.   I knew it was God.  It’s all I could focus on was loving this man.  I was going to give him all the time God needed.

I ministered to him in the store.  I spoke direct and in love to the areas that needed attention.  I referred him to my YouTube site where he could retain freedom from his food addiction.  He was very open, receptive and listened to what I had to say.  We spoke about fear and how not to cave into it.  How God had a plan for His life.  It was time to depart ways.  I grabbed his hand, embraced it in both of mine and prayed for him one more time.  I knew the love, power and presence of God was present to heal.

He rolled his wheelchair toward the door as I walked with him.  He stopped and hesitated.  He said, “You touched me.”  He was shock, awe and disbelief all at the same time. He said again, “You touched me.” He acted puzzled. He proceeded to explain to me that people pray for him, but they don’t touch him.  He said, “People are afraid to touch me.” He continued to tell me that people have tried to pray for him.  He really couldn’t put it into words.  The best he could describe was that he felt the words coming from these people were ineffective, more prayers of obligation, than of the heart.  To him they were prayers missing the love and touch of God.

He needed the power of the touch.  He needed the touch of compassion. Jesus healed, prayed, touched and was compassionate.  This man, in this moment of time, needed the prayer for him lined up with a touch of compassion.  It was what He needed, not just a spiritual touch from God, but a physical touch from God.

How many more people are out in the world like this man waiting for that physical touch?  Jesus touched the leper.  “Then Jesus put out His hand and touched him, saying, “I am willing; be cleansed.” Immediately his leprosy was cleansed.” (Matt. 8:3).  Many people wouldn’t touch a person with leprosy, but Jesus did.  People today won’t touch those who are homeless,  sick with a cold or the flu, or perhaps like this man, unlike themselves, but Jesus touched.  There was healing in the touch.

Jesus put all of himself into healing.  Mark 1:40-41  Now a leper came to Him, imploring Him, kneeling down to Him and saying to Him, “If You are willing, You can make me clean.” Then Jesus, moved with compassion, stretched out His hand and touched him, and said to him, “I am willing; be cleansed.”

Jesus put his emotions in it and he was moved with compassion.  His Spirit was in it when He said, “I am willing.” Jesus’ physical was in it when he stretched out His hand and touched him.  Jesus put all three elements of himself into healing and extending love to this man.  We should follow in example and do the same.  We never know at what moment the person we come in contact with may need a touch from God and you are the physical body He will use.

 

Matt. 8:15 “So He touched her hand, and the fever left her. And she arose and served them.”

Matt. 9:29 “Then He touched their eyes, saying, “According to your faith let it be to you.”

~ by Kathy DeGraw on August 4, 2016.

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