When it comes to identity so much can be said. So much can be believed or perceived. But when we realize we belong to Jesus – the ultimate place to be is ‘I belong’.
When you’re Identity is crushed, you have this unwavering need and desire to pursue.
But when you find no one at the leading end, no one to cheer you on, no one to bind your wounds when you fall or correct you when you make a mistake, you start to mirror someone else with the hope that is what you do to get through, but that’s never a safe place.
People feel uncomfortable, they make you feel inadequate, as if you are trying to rob their identity, their place in this world. You then get faced with intense anxiety, fear and a loss of purpose.
You keep trying, you keep failing. You try to fit in but get rejected over and over and over again. You become despondent, draw back, trust no one. Injured and traumatized left for dead, abandonment sets in until the last bit of you searches one more time for a cure.
You spent everything. You lost everything. Sickness drives you mad, no one wants you around because you are too needy. Then you hear Him in the crowds. You see Him and set you’re focus for the last time on the hope to be healed. You heard about Him, but have had no encounter with Him yet.
You start pressing through the crowds. You’re at the bottom in the dust. Suddenly the crowds go silent, your only aim, your only focus is to just reach out and touch Him. The last hard work of carrying the burdens, the pain, the loss suddenly stops when you touch the hem of His garment for the first time.
Your story became sooo important it was recorded in the book of life! In some way your faith has healed you by drawing power out of Jesus.
For the first time, you were recognized as someone when He turned around and asked ‘WHO touched me? I felt the power leave me’. He couldn’t see you, in the tightly packed crowd, but By His spirit you were healed through faith.
For 12 years she was bound by disease, shame, poverty, loss, embarrassment, loneliness, who knows what else. Through her circumstances nothing could buy or pay for her healing.
I have no other purpose but to wonder how many more would heal if only we’d pursue to touch even only the Hem of His garment.
I can only wonder what did she do after she received her healing. It clearly didn’t matter to Jesus as much as when somebody starts to pursue Him as the ultimate source and power. That in Him we have complete victory. When we surrender ourselves to Him, we belong to Jesus, and in Him alone our identity matters.
My goal is to touch the hem of His garment so He can be blessed and receive the Glory. I only want to be filled with His Holy spirit. I want to be a vessel for His honour!
God bless.
Adele
Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but when the desire comes it’s like a tree of life. Proverbs 13:12