How to Steal Fire without Burning Your Fingers

“She came up behind him and touched the edge of his cloak, and immediately her bleeding stopped.” (Luke 8:44)

Immediately.  Jesus did not choose to heal this woman.  He did not even know who she was, yet power went out from him.  There must be a way to touch God which elicits an outpouring of His power not because of the one who touches, but because of the nature of God.  (e.g. if you touch me with the sharp edge of a razor blood flows because of my nature) Many people touched Jesus as he walked.  It was a throng – it was like a Beijing subway (or Shanghai -that’s for you my Nicole) – but only one drew blood.  Only one held the razor.

hem-of-his-garmentWhy did the woman tremble when she couldn’t remain anonymous?  Picture the whole scene: A raucous crowd pressing and moving along with the Prophet.  It is noisy.  There is laughter and loud speculation about what this man will do next.  He himself is silent.  He walks in his way; eyes neither aloof nor downcast.  Some in the crowd feel touched by those eyes others wonder what he sees.  All is motion and sound and anticipation.  Then he stops.  A quiet descends.  What is going on?  He speaks, “Who touched my clothes?”  A deeper silence.  Many who have been near him are thinking ‘is it me?  I was so close…did I touch him?’  No one wants to admit it.  They shrug their shoulders and murmur one to another.  The quiet grows pregnant.  It is getting awkward.  Peter senses it.  He steps forward and says what others are thinking, “There is quite a crowd around you…How can you say one touched you?”  You can almost see Peter whispering this to Jesus.  He’s saying – you are embarrassing yourself here. Let’s keep moving.  Jesus doesn’t seem to hear Peter at all.  He raises his voice, “Someone touched me; I know that power has gone out from me.”

And he stands in the quiet crowd looking at their faces.  Now the woman is stuck.  No one is moving.  She can’t retreat without drawing attention to herself.  He will see her.  No way to go now but forward. She tried to steal Jesus’ power.  She wanted healing, not a face to face meeting with the Prophet.  And she knows the truth.  She knows there really was and is power in this man.  Touching him has done something she can’t account for.  It took all she had just to get close enough to touch him – all her courage.  He has called her out.  What will he do?  Will he take back his power?  Will he humiliate her?  In a voice barely above a whisper she tells her story.  She speaks to the ground.  Tears of fear and joy join as one streak down her face and into the dirt.  She cannot look up.  Her words end.  No one moves.  They collectively hold their breath.  An unclean person; a woman, has touched a Rabbi.  Jesus sees her.  He sees the tears.  He sees everything.  No one has seen her like he sees.  “Take heart daughter,” he says, and she does.  She breaths for everyone.  He continues, “your faith has healed you.  Go in peace and be freed from your suffering.”

The Prophet moves away to his appointment with the elder’s daughter.  The woman sits while the crowd regains it’s momentum.  She has touched God.  She has stolen power from God like Prometheus stole fire from the gods – and instead of punishment she has been rewarded with healing and a benediction of peace.  She trembles again.  What kind of God is this?

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