R. Andrew Douglas

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Touch

Lately I’ve been reading through Matthew. Sometimes I’ll read a verse, sometimes a whole chapter. I read until I feel God prompting me to stop, and then I park for a while, letting Him speak, remind me of things.

But today I woke up troubled. I have a new job and there is a lot to do. This morning, all the work and targets and goals seemed overwhelming. I couldn’t keep my mind on the bible so I just prayed. I said, “God, help me. Show me how to pray. I don’t even know where to start. Show me a verse or something to give me hope.”

I sat there for a while, praying.  Then I had to get up and shower. 

My girls walk on water -- this time south of Long Beach, CA in December.

A week or so ago I hit Matthew 14. It’s the story of Peter who was in a fishing boat with the other Apostles. Jesus had told them to go to the other side of the lake. It was late at night when suddenly Jesus comes walking out on the water. Wild-man Peter jumps right out of the boat and starts walking out to Jesus… until he sinks and, terrified, yells, “Lord, save me!” So Jesus reaches out his hand and catches him.

I’ve always had trouble imagining how this all went down. Was Jesus crazy strong and just hoisted a grown man like Peter up out of the water with one hand?

I don’t think so. I think the same power that allowed Jesus to walk on water lifted Peter up too. All Jesus had to do was reach out His hand and touch Peter.

Five verses later, the disciples and Jesus have landed on shore. A crowd shows up.

And when the men of that place recognized Jesus, they sent word to all the surrounding country. People brought all their sick to him and begged him to let the sick just touch the edge of his cloak, and all who touched it were healed.” (Matthew 14:35-36)

The crowd knew that all they needed was to touch Jesus. One, single, powerful, touch.

I don’t think it’s just by chance that both stories – where touch is featured so prominently – are so close together.

After I got up from my chair I went to shower. While I was in the shower I suddenly remembered this thing that happened to me a long time ago. It was when I first started to feel God’s love. I was remembering how much it rocked me. I actually started to tear up I was so overwhelmed remembering God’s goodness.

As I was drying off I knew God was speaking to my heart. He was saying, “You don’t need a verse this time. Don’t worry about making mistakes or asking for the perfect thing in prayer. Just know that I love you. I have the best for you. We’re in this together.”

All my worries faded.

One touch from God. That was enough.

No matter where you are, no matter what you’ve done, no matter who you’re with… everything can change with one touch from Jesus.

Now, close your eyes and hold out your hands, palms up.

Say, “Jesus, I want to feel your love. Take me deeper. I know you forgive me. Now help me walk on water.”

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