Out of the crowd, in the busy market
she came, unclean, outcast
not to trouble the master,
merely to touch his cloak
that would be enough
no laying on of hands, no healing service
But he felt her touch
and he gave her more
physical healing, yes;
but spiritual reconciliation
belonging, for her faith
June 23, 2008
Mark 5:21-43 and
Upper Room devotional for June 16, 2008
http://www.upperroom.org/Devotional/default.asp?month=6&day=16&year=2008&x=107&y=6
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Through the Crowd
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