The Hem of His Garment: One Touch (Press)

This is kind of a long passage of scripture to quote, but I feel like we need the context rather than just a line. This has been heavy on my heart lately.

Mark 5:22-43 King James Version (KJV)
22 And, behold, there cometh one of the rulers of the synagogue, Jairus by name; and when he saw him, he fell at his feet,

23 And besought him greatly, saying, My little daughter lieth at the point of death: I pray thee, come and lay thy hands on her, that she may be healed; and she shall live.

24 And Jesus went with him; and much people followed him, and thronged him.

25 And a certain woman, which had an issue of blood twelve years,

26 And had suffered many things of many physicians, and had spent all that she had, and was nothing bettered, but rather grew worse,

27 When she had heard of Jesus, came in the press behind, and touched his garment.

28 For she said, If I may touch but his clothes, I shall be whole.

29 And straightway the fountain of her blood was dried up; and she felt in her body that she was healed of that plague.

30 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?

31 And his disciples said unto him, Thou seest the multitude thronging thee, and sayest thou, Who touched me?

32 And he looked round about to see her that had done this thing.

33 But the woman fearing and trembling, knowing what was done in her, came and fell down before him, and told him all the truth.

34 And he said unto her, Daughter, thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace, and be whole of thy plague.

There’s a song from several years ago by Nicole C Mullen called One Touch (Press). It’s about the woman with the “issue of blood”. She had such faith that she just knew Jesus would have the answer. She went to find him. He was going somewhere else, so she really didn’t want to be a bother. The crowd was so thick. There were so many needs.

She knew she needed to get near him. She knew that if she could just touch the hem of his garment that she would be healed. In the song, there’s a line that says, “If I could just press my way through this madness”… Do you ever feel that way? The madness is swirling around all the time. The One who brings peace and healing is there in the midst of it all. We only need to reach out to Him in faith.

Working Our Way Out of a Job aka Parenting

The goal of parenting is to raise good, independent adults, right? We are supposed to work our way out of a job. Sometimes we wonder if they’re actually learning or listening to any of the things we say. Well, let me tell you a good way to gauge their burgeoning independence; have them hobble around on one foot for a while. The whole world is made of lava to the other foot. Absolutely NO touching the ground allowed!

His surgery was last Tuesday, and there has been a lot of lying around on sofas, fluffing pillows, rotating ice packs, dispensing of meds every three hours around the clock, water refills, snacks, and lots of helicoptering by Mom. This is the part where I realize how much he does do on his own. It has strangely been a reminder of what it’s like to have a baby. It’s been a while, y’all. He’s 13 now, and under normal circumstances he actually does do a lot for himself. I know for sure, because right now I’m the one doing all the things. So, I have reassurance that I’m doing something right!

On Friday we had the first post-op follow-up. The dressings were removed, incisions were examined, and that Achilles tendon…oh, Lord, help me!…that Achilles tendon was stretched [insert into this moment a passing out mom who was playing it cool]. A new half cast was formed to his foot with some flexion. I’m not even sure I can talk about that process. Ouch!! Next Friday will include x-rays and a new hard cast. I know I’ll be less of a helicopter mom when that foot is encased in plaster…or whatever it is they use these days.

I have to say how very proud I am of my son. He has been very strong, especially knowing he’ll be doing it again to the other foot in a few weeks. After all, now he knows what he’s getting into.