A Love Story; I’ve Been Touched!

I’ve heard all the stories, but I am worthy, to be part of the love story? If my faith could just, if my heart will just press through? My issue, would surely be a change, in me. But, there are so many reasons, standing in my way. The doctor has said, the people are saying, but nevertheless, my heart is desperate. My soul has a yearning, to be free of the chains, holding me… back. Fear, don’t stand in my way, I need to get closer. My heart, needs to be at the place, to know what’s in a touch. My soul, will endure the eyes, shrug off the lies. I need a touch, even if, just the hem!

Someone, has touched me. In the stillness, the power was felt. The love, the enduring hope; I’ve been touched. Who was it, I must know. My love has to see, whose faith would be so bold, to touch my heart? With, just a touch of the fabric, tethered we have become. Come closer, there’s no need, to hide your heart. When your faith, has deeply touched me. What your soul seeks, your heart has surely found. I felt it, and I was moved, by the strength of your faith. Come, let my love speak to your heart. Let it be the oasis, to soothe your tears, change your heart. The vail, will be torn, in you my love will reveal. Your chains are broken, your heart is healed, your soul set free, to walk in freedom. Beloved, peace be with you, your faith, has made you whole!

He touched me, and oh the joy, the love floods my soul. Something happened, and now I know; I’ve been touched. The love, took my breath, freed my heart, restored my hope, with amazing grace. Love, broke the shackles, and I’m no longer, a slave to fear. My blood, sweat, and tears; was never the issue. Faith, moved the mountain. My heart, was on the edge, my soul was desperate. My faith stepped out, and my heart said, if I could just? Hemming and hawing, never advanced my heart, just kept me bound, to fear of the unknown. When, love’s encounter is heartfelt, it becomes a love story, so profound!

“Jesus suddenly stopped, and said to his disciples, “Someone touched me. Who was it?” While they all denied it, Peter pointed out, “Master, everyone is touching you, trying to get close to you. The crowds are so thick we can’t walk through all these people without being jostled.” Jesus replied, “Yes, but I felt power surge through me. Someone touched me to be healed, they received their healing.” When the woman realized, she couldn’t hide any longer, she came and fell trembling at Jesus’ feet. Before the entire crowd she declared, “I was desperate to touch you, Jesus, for I knew if I could just touch even the fringe of your garment I would be healed.” Luke 8:45-47 TPT

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