This morning, I wanted to share a poem with you that I began in December 2007 and completed in September 2008. It took me a little too long didn't it? However, let me tell you a little about the background of this poem.
Prior to being diagnosed with terminal breast cancer, I was reading of the woman with the issue of blood and thinking about how diligently this woman sought out the Lord for healing. How desperate she was. Yet, how much faith she had and belief that Jesus was the One person she knew in her heart that could bring about a miracle in her body! Little did I know that the Lord had already begun to allow a test to be revealed to teach me just what kind of faith I have. He was allowing cancer to be the vehicle to test my faith through the tribulation of the battle. Her battle literally drove her to her knees...not just on her knees, but crawling on her knees through dusty dirt and between peoples trampling feet. She pressed on through the press who were surrounding Jesus...the only One that could heal her.
My thought that night when reading my Bible was: "O, if I could only have a faith like that"! Well, I'm trying! I do want to be a woman who will be on my knees crawling diligently and fervently against the press of troubles in prayer to reach Heaven where Jesus is now. O to touch the hem of His garment for others (and for myself)!
A Faith Like That
Copyright © September 8, 2008 Cynthia S Groff
(Began December 28, 2007 – Completed September
8, 2008)
There was a woman with an
issue of blood sick for many years
Spent all she had to be
cured and hardly nothing left but tears
That “hardly nothing” left
was a faith inside her heart
She knew she had nothing to
lose so from home she did depart
Her destination decided she
gathered all her might
To walk the many miles to
find Him in her sight
Many were gathered around
the One who she knew she needed
Absolutely determined in her
heart not to be defeated
She reached the crowd and
begged to be let through
Now her faith unbridled this
she had to do
The press was great upon the
Man whom she had come to see
If there was anyone who
could cure her surely it was He
She knelt upon the ground
dust swirled around her face
Crawled upon her hands and
knees struggled to keep her pace
Determined she would not
give up and displayed no hesitation
To reach the One-and-Only
was her ultimate destination
Desperate to reach Him using
all her might she tried
Just a few more feet and she
would be along His side
Her arm
outstretched she forged on refusing to be grim
She felt
her fingers slightly touch His garment on the hem
“Who touched
me?” He asked as the crowd became silent all around
As the
One-and-Only looked and saw the woman on the ground
She looked
up into His face and said that it was she
He held out
His hand and helped her up and off her knees
Rabbi it
was I, I knew you were the One
And since I
touched your garments’ hem I know it has been done
The issue
of blood I’ve had for many years has finally been relieved
In You the
One-and-Only I so faithfully believed
“I knew you
were on your way”, He said, “So I slowed down you see,
“It was
your faith in action that has now set you free”
Believing
this woman He did heal, I desire in my heart and mind
That I
would have what that lady had, a Faith like that same kind
Inspired by:
A woman with great faith!
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