The Hem of his Garment

The Hem of His Garment

“A woman in the crowd had suffered for twelve years with constant bleeding. She had suffered a great deal from many doctors, and over the years she had spent everything she had to pay them, but she had gotten no better. In fact, she had gotten worse. She had heard about Jesus, so she came up behind him through the crowd and touched his robe. For she thought to herself, ‘If I can just touch his robe, I will be healed.” Mark 5:25-28

If I can just touch his robe, I’ll be healed. Matthew’s account is more explicit.

“And, behold, a woman, which was diseased with an issue of blood twelve years, came behind him and touched the hem of his garment:” Matthew 9:20 (KJV)

The New Living Translation states, “She touched the fringe of his robe.” This is a direct reference to Numbers 15:38-41 where the people of Israel were directed to make fringes, or tassels, for the borders of their garments as a reminder to obey all the commands and be holy to God—a reminder of his covenant with them.

“I am the LORD your God who brought you out of the land of Egypt that I might be your God. I am the LORD your God!” Numbers 15:41

The significance of “touching the hem” is lost for us in modern culture. However, it helps us understand this woman’s mindset when we look at what was common practice for the people of her day.

In ancient times, garments were woven and decorated to show the person’s identity and status in society. The hem and tassels of the outer robe were particularly important, with the hem being symbolic of the owner’s identity and authority.*

She knew about Jesus…she was calling upon him in her covenant relationship, to release his authority and grant her petition—to heal her. She was intentional in her action. It wasn’t just his clothes she wanted to touch. It was the fringe or tassel, the symbol of his identity and authority. Oh, how that enriches my understanding of his statement, “Your faith has made you well.” (Mark 5:30)

On Valentine’s Day, I had my own “touch-the-hem-of-his-garment” moment. I was blessed to be on CCEA’s Israel tour. My day in Jerusalem began with an unanticipated “face plant” on the marble floor of our hotel bathroom. My cheekbone bore the brunt of the fall and it was immediately obvious that I would need stitches for a cut next to my eye.

Spiritually, I grasped the hem of his garment. It’s you and me, Jesus. I’m just along for the ride. If you have a ‘divine appointment’ for me, bring it on.

He guided me through a bewildering day of taxi rides and medical offices among people who (mostly) didn’t speak my language. I saw parts of Jerusalem and its cultural diversity that aren’t on any tour guide’s agenda. He guided me to the right people when I didn’t know the way and he worked me into two compassionate doctors’ busy schedules to see that I received the necessary treatment.

After five hours he returned me safely to our hotel. No one accompanied me, but throughout the day I was acutely aware I wasn’t alone. His strength to keep me level headed and (mostly) unemotional was strongly evident. Faith—intentional faith— in him to keep his promises kept me grounded.

Two days later my face was rich in color, from deep purple through the rainbow to saffron yellow. Dark glasses and wavy hair mercifully hid the damage from the view of others. While we were partaking of communion on the grounds of the garden tomb, God spoke to my heart. “Look at your face. The damage is but a small picture of what my Son took—from head to toe—as he hung on the cross for you.”

Tears flowed with a deeper comprehension of the meaning when Pastor Bob said Jesus’ words, ‘Remember Me.” I took off my sunglasses.

It will take awhile for the marks of my adventure to fade. In the meantime—when you see me—be reminded what God does when we touch the hem of Jesus’ garment.

What is your need today? Healing of your health? Finances? Relationships? Guidance? Reach out and touch his hem. Just as he acknowledged and healed this unnamed woman, he will respond to you. He knows your name. You are his.

“For we have not an high priest which cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities; but was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin. Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.”
Hebrews 4:15-16

by Marilyn Allison

*”Letting Our Tassels Show”
from OurRabbiJesus.com



Testimony to a Faithful God

Testimony to a Faithful God

Floods of sorrow pour upon me like thunder… yet day by day the Lord pours out His steadfast love upon me, and through the night I sing His songs and pray to God who gives me life. Psalm 42:7-8 (LIV)

“Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father,
There is no shadow of turning with Thee;
Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not
As Thou has been Thou forever will be.”*

“Do you hear that?” The nurse in the trauma center couldn’t believe her ears. The hallway was vibrating with the sound of a deep masculine voice that sang, “Great is Thy Faithfulness”.

Amazed, she hurried down the hall to the bedside of a man who—she was sure—would not make it much longer, if even through the night.

“Floods of sorrow had poured upon him” and now he lay—body crushed and broken—choosing to use what was still functioning—his voice—to praise the God he loved and for whom he had lived over the course of 50 years.

He wasn’t supposed to be there. Not in a hospital trauma ward. He was supposed to be officiating at a wedding and enjoying cake and punch at the reception. He and his wife had traveled at least 8 hours to get there. Having formerly been on staff with the father of the groom and close as family friends, the trip was joy filled and uneventful until the unthinkable happened.

The new, right passenger tire blew out and the car careened across southbound I-5 onto the meridian. It slid rapidly, creating a berm that flipped the car. When the dust settled he was on the ground where the car landed, shattering his hip. In addition, the hot exhaust pipe seared part of his ear and he was pinned helpless under the weight of the car.

In the meantime his wife of 34 years, slumped securely in her seatbelt with a broken neck.

The man’s seatbelt had released, or was never buckled. He had not grown up with that safeguard and felt it was uncomfortable.

When the first responders reached the scene, they carefully removed the couple from the wreckage and transported them to the closest medical facility. Shortly after, Patricia Irene Lewis, (Phil’s wife) went in God’s grace “Home” to be with the Lord she had loved and served all of her life. It was Phil who was now choosing to sing praises in the darkest night of his life.

While he lay there, I am sure the Angels bent down to listen to him singing and to watch while—day by day—the Lord poured our His steadfast love over this man, His child.

God tells us in His Word that He sings over us and rests in His love for us (Zephaniah 3:17)..

That is how, if we choose to believe it, we too can…
“…through the night sing His songs and pray to God who gives me life.”

Be encouraged. “God is not finished with you yet. Don’t put a period, where God puts a comma.”

Patricia Lewis went “Home” to glory in 1991. Phil Lewis, after a long recuperation and recovery period, returned to pastoring the little, rural church in Northern California. Four years later, his dynamic personality and amazing stamina returned and became an asset that would lead him to follow the Lord as a Missionary Bible Teacher in Ethiopia—the land where his parents had followed the call as pioneer missionaries.

Before he left on his first assignment , a mutual friend introduced him to Darla Lewis, a widowed Pastor’s wife from a nearby town.

God would put their lives together and bless them both with a new song that neither of them expected could ever happen again. They spent ten years together in Africa, then his weakening health forced their return to America. Through the graciousness of Pastor Bob Kopeny, Phil was brought on staff as Assistant Pastor in the area of Missions. During the next seven years he was able to nurture, encourage and develop missionaries and help them establish or continue with previous mission sites around the world.

In 2015, Phil’s weakened body slipped silently into the arms of his Father in Heaven who lovingly took him “Home”.

How I miss him, but I am not alone. Jesus remains with me, just as He was faithful to be with Phil. My husband’s faithfulness to God taught me that I too can “sing songs in the night when floods of sorrow pour upon me like thunder”.

God’s love is steadfast and, day by day, my Father and God is pouring His love over me. He gives me Life.

Now that is something to sing about!

by Darla Lewis

* Excerpt from Great is Thy Faithfulness
1923 Hope Publishing Co.

Overcoming

Overcoming

“Those who had seen it told the people what had happened to the demon possessed man—and told about the pigs as well. Then the people began to plead with Jesus to leave their region.” Mark 5:16-17

I’m sorry… what? They pleaded with Jesus to leave? That seems in such contrast to previous accounts where Jesus had to escape to places outside the city to get away from the mob of people that were hoping to touch just the hem of His robe. I personally would have thrown my doors wide and pleaded with Him to come in. But at the same time, it’s human nature to be scared of things we don’t understand—things that make us question our reality.

In college, I was an art major at Cal Poly Pomona. Though I had always attended public school, I had, as a whole, lived a fairly sheltered life. One of my major’s required classes was Art History, and it became clear early on that my professor did not hold my same tenets of Christian belief (shocking, I know). It was from him that I first heard about the Epic of Gilgamesh and it was his own personal opinion (though he stated it as fact) that the Hebrews had taken their account of the flood from this tale. My world was rocked. What did he mean that the Hebrews had borrowed from another culture’s mythology? This was the Bible we were talking about—the first and original, God’s own word. In truth, I wanted to run out of that class and never go back. This professor had effectively taken a sledgehammer to my reality and it scared me to death.

But then—I had a thought. (I’d like to think it was a divine thought, though it was certainly a grounding one.) It went like this:
Maybe the fact that other cultures had their own flood stories, pointed to the validity of the flood. And maybe the fragments of the Gilgamesh account predate Genesis because the Biblical account was preserved as an oral tradition until the time Moses penned Genesis.. (You can find more information on this subject from The Institute for Creation Research here: https://www.icr.org/article/noah-flood-gilgamesh/)

The revelation of the dark was not something I needed to fear, but something I needed to fight. That is, after all, why we’re told by Paul to put on armor.

Occasionally in Jesus’ ministry, as we read here in Mark, he revealed and rebuked demons and dark forces. Paul tells us in his letter to the Ephesians,

“For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against…the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” Ephesians 6;12

That is a scary thought and one that would certainly shake a reality founded in the physical world. Even for those of us who acknowledge a spiritual realm, imagine seeing an actual exorcism!. No thank you. But we need not turn in fear, or flee from the One who has revealed these things. Jesus may have revealed these spiritual forces of evil, but He also overcame them! The man whom Jesus had healed recognized that. We go on to read in Mark 5:18,

“…the man who had been demon possessed begged to go with Him.”

So, too, should we beg to follow Jesus! Though dark and scary things may sometimes be revealed, He always gives us the tools and truth to combat and overcome.

“I write to you…because you are strong, and the word of God lives in you, and you have overcome the evil one.” 1 John 2:14b

by Siara Borning

Love

Love

“Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love; therefore with lovingkindness have I drawn thee.” Jeremiah 31:3

Ah love!

Songs are sung about it and poems written. People fall in and out of love. And most of us think we know what being in love means. But there are different kinds: love between friends, love for family and the romantic kind of love between a man and a woman. We use the word in so many different ways that we tend to water down the true meaning.

When we want to emphasize the way we like something we do it by saying we love this or that (ie. I love ice cream). But do we really understand what love is apart from the feeling? In my experience, my feelings aren’t always trustworthy.

This is what the Bible says about love:

“Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth.” 1 Corinthians 13:4-6

This is the blueprint. It implies a lifelong commitment, not a temporary arrangement. It means work and it means putting me, myself and I second…or third… or not considering my wants at all. It means not reacting immediately, but waiting until the smoke clears. Sometime it means doing nothing.

“Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things.” 1 Corinthians 13:7

I wonder what would happen in this world of quickie divorces if we chose to wait and endure for a little while longer? If we put our hope in a loving Creator and trusted the truth of God instead of the lies of this world?

The world’s idea of love is brash, careless, senseless and selfish. It cheapens. It degrades. It’s empty. I know the insecurity of trying to find love the world’s way and how it manifests itself in unrealistic expectations. What you get is anger, confusion, loneliness and—sometimes—shame.

I pray that as you read this you would ask God to teach you how to love the way He loves. Not just in the big things, but in the small ones as well. Break out of yourselves and smile. Speak a kind word to the person taking your food order, give a hug to a friend, or hold the door for someone. These may not be great declarations of love, but they show people you care. Small acts of love are important.

True love is more than just a feeling. It’s an action—one that has little to do with what we get in return.

My greatest joy in life is my marriage. My husband doesn’t always remember to bring me candy on Valentine’s day or get me a card. What he does do is show me how he loves me in a million different ways. He respects my opinion, shares his pie and makes me laugh. I can depend on him no matter what and he can depend on me. God put us together. Our mutual love for Jesus Christ—and choosing daily to love each other as God intended—keeps us together.

“But the greatest of these is love.” 1 Corinthians 13:13b

The greatest love of all is not learning to love yourself—as Whitney Houston sang. The greatest love of all is God’s love for us. He loves us so much, He died for us. He took our just punishment and gave us grace instead.

“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” John 3:16

by Eve Montano

Love...and Wait

Love…and Wait

“Let all that I am wait quietly before God, for my hope is in him.” Psalm 62:5

“I am sure that God keeps no one waiting unless he sees that it is good for him to wait.” -C.S Lewis

Maybe this Valentine’s Day you thought you were going to finally have a date, but the day is near and he hasn’t shown up. You’re now saying “God when is it my turn?” Well, I want to talk to you today about waiting on the Lord. I know, I know. This isn’t the most popular topic, but it’s necessary if you’re praying and waiting... and waiting...

God could have healed Lazarus when he was still alive. Instead, God waited until he died then raised him from the dead. God could have given Abraham a son at a young age. Instead God made him wait until he was 100 years old to give him Isaac. Why? God could have met the needs of these men quicker, but didn’t. He made them wait. So God can be glorified.

Maybe—like me—you’re waiting for something. Whether that be a job, house, spouse, baby. Take courage friends, the Lord wouldn’t make you wait unless he saw it would be fit for you to wait.

You might be thinking. “That might be easy for you to say but it’s hard waiting.”

Yes, it is hard. I will be the first to admit that. Those days when the waiting really hits hard and you’ve read your bible and you’ve been praying and nothing is happening—are difficult. But, that’s when I look back on my three years of being saved and how much the Lord has done for me. He has never failed me, so I take courage in the fact that he’s growing me—patiently teaching me to endure and persevere.

Waiting not only grows our dependency on the Lord, but builds our faith to…
- have faith in God when we’re at our wit’s end and don’t see light ahead…
- have faith like Abraham when God promised him a son at 85 and made him wait 15 more years to bring him Isaac.

God’s delays also teach us how to be content. In Philippians 4:11b it says

“…for I have learned in whatever situation I am in to be content…”

This is Paul—writing this while he’s in a prison cell. C’mon, if Paul is saying this, so can we.

Pray and wait on the Lord. I’m learning to do this day by day. In my singleness—as I wait—I’m completely dependent on the Lord and his perfect timing. He knows what’s best for me and he sees the whole picture. I can only see today and now. He knows the desires of my heart and he will fulfill his promises to me in his time.

“You are blessed because you believed that the Lord would do what he said.” Luke 1:45

I can’t lie and say it’s easy to be single at 25 when everyone around me is married or in a relationship, because it’s not. There are many days when I’m on my knees, just crying out to the Lord. But I know he wants me to learn and grow in him. He wants to teach me new things while I wait—things I might not be able to learn if I wasn’t single.

God made some of the greatest men and women in the bible wait on him. As we read the examples of these true stories, we should take courage and continue to pray for the desires in our heart. God is hearing our prayers as we seek him daily in his word.

Someone gave me this verse about a year ago when I was going through a breakup and I’ve been clinging to it ever since. I pray it encourages you while you wait as well.

“Yet those who wait for the LORD will gain new strength; They will mount up with wings like eagles, They will run and not get tired, They will walk and not become weary.“ Isaiah 40:31

by Jasmin Hernandez