In Matthew, Mark, and Luke we find the story of a woman who suffered with her period for twelve long years. She was extremely weak from the loss of blood, yet determined to touch Jesus. Convinced this was the key to her healing. Possibly actually crawling. She did touch his hem rather than his sleeve.

Then I saw this: JESUS TURNED AROUND. Those three words changed me.

Hope. I’m not forgotten. He’s very aware of my situation. No matter what drags me behind, He will turn around to me.

Compulsion. Reach out, Tonda. Respond to His prompt. He’ll turn in response to you.

Awareness. Jesus, did you turn around for me today? How many times? Have I even said thanks?

She didn’t speak His name, which in itself would have released abundant power! She needed to touch Him!

Many times I’m weak and weary. And I need to feel Him. I know He is there. I know I can call His name. But I need the assurance of His touch. I’m sure glad He put that part of the story in His word. He turned around.