Immediately aware that power had gone forth from him, Jesus turned about in the crowd and said, “Who touched my clothes?” And his disciples said to him, “You see the crowd pressing in on you; how can you say, ‘Who touched me?’ ” He looked all around to see who had done it. But the woman, knowing what had happened to her, came in fear and trembling, fell down before him, and told him the whole truth. He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace, and be healed of your disease.”
She told him the whole truth
About the illness
About the stigmatisation
About the betrayal of her body
And the betrayal of her community
About her rejection
And her isolation
About her yearning
to belong
About her desire
to fit in
About her longing
to be well
About her desperation
that led to her recklessness
in reaching out
to touch the one
she imagined
could change her life
He heard it all
and gave her
her heart’s desire
Healing happened
not just when the bleeding stopped
not just when she was restored
to her community.
But when he interrupted his journey
to ask: Who touched me?
Healing occurred
when her story was heard
to ask: Who touched me?
Healing occurred
when her story was heard
and when she was seen
in all her beauty
A woman with a truth to tell
Seen and heard
Beloved daughter of God
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