AUGUST 7 - Meditation: Mark 5:25-34

DAY 7 - M525K

By: Darrelyn L. Tutt
Today's Meditation: Mark 5:24-34

"And a certain woman which had an issue of blood twelve years, And had suffered many things of many physicians, and had spent all that she had, and was nothing bettered, but rather grew worse, When she had heard of Jesus, came in the press behind, and touched His garment. For she said, 'If I may touch but His clothes, I shall be whole.' And straightway the fountain of her blood was dried up; and she felt in her body that she was healed of that plague. And Jesus, immediately knowing in Himself that virtue had gone out of Him, turned Him about in the press, and said,
'Who touched My clothes?'
And His disciples said unto Him, 'Thou seeest the multitude thronging thee, and sayest thou, Who touched Me?'
And he looked round about to see her that had done this thing. But the woman fearing and trembling, knowing what was done in her, came and fell down before Him, and told Him all the truth. And He said unto her,
'Daughter, thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace, and be whole of thy plague."

Mark 5:25-34
Ladder Rung: M525K
M and K are the first and last letters of Mark.
Selection of words to aid in our remembrance of the passage:
Merciful King.
5:25 is our reference.
Let's read our passage x5 with different methods employed:
Whisper it, sing it, speak it aloud, try a change in posture, come at it differently.
Embrace the passage in a different form and let it get into you.
Our suggested rehearsal times will be 2:00 and 5:00.
Originality in one's approach to Christ fosters intimacy and garners His attention in a favorable way.
Mmmm ....
My soul is emphatically and dramatically invested and involved in this passage.
A blessed kinship with this woman is sparked and ignited and she grabs my hand and whispers,
Crawl if you must ... but just get to Him.
Touch Him.
So I do.
Brushing against the legs of masses of people, I'm close enough that I can reach Him;
Arm extending and fingers reaching and ... the hem of His garment slips through my "grasping fingers" and the experience of holiness enters in.
How does one exercise and put forth words in such a moment?
The redemptive power of Christ flowing through my body, absorbing my disease, the feeling of healing entering in ... and life, soul, and body made healthy and whole in an instant.
The flow of unclean blood exchanged for the life-giving force of holiness and power coursing through me.
Surely this is holy ground my soul whispers.
Shall I ever be in this place again and not remember this moment?
And the moment wraps itself around me and there's more:
Christ stops.
Christ turns.
Christ looks.
And one moment rolls into another and "face to face" we look at one another.
The eyes lock, the tears flow, the trembling stops and the Christ talks ... to "me."
 "Daughter of the Christ,"  is His defining of me.
Blessing bestowed, not by a priest, but by Jesus Himself.
It's not a momentary thing;
It's my lifetime.
The woman and I ...
We touch and we are made whole in Jesus.
Merciful King, 
Thou seest the soul this day that comes to Thee in defilement.
Thou doesn't refuse the diseased but mercifully infuses with a flow of healing grace and redemptive power a portion of Thy holiness and goodness.
Let such as those who take ahold of Thy holy garment experience the freshness of life within, and a sure and certain vitality that speaks to the "more" that is found only in Thee.
Forgive the soul of its desires to look to Physicians and peoples for what only Thy presence can provide.
Thou art my sufficiency, strength, and power.
For eyes of grace and a voice that speaks authoritatively over the crowds and over all other voices in my life, I give Thee thanks.
Let praise, honor, and thanksgiving flow from this Daugher of faith made whole.