The Worth Of Knowing

“I Can See You” by T Swift … quite the inappropriate song, but the line “But what would you do if I went to touch you now?” got me thinking. It made me think of how inappropriate it was for Jesus to touch the leper (and miraculously heal him rather than becoming infected by the disease). And also how wrong it probably appeared for the woman with the bleeding to touch the hem of Jesus’ clothes. Or for Jesus to welcome little children into His arms. Or for Him to enter the household of a tax collector. Or to talk to the Samaritan woman by the well.

I wonder how much each of those people craved to be touched by another human. Another human who valued and loved them. Who truly saw and knew them.

I wonder how many times the leper relived that moment of Jesus touching him and healing him. I wonder if the awareness of it’s significance grew deeper. I wonder if the amazement at the unexpectedness and inappropriateness of it wore off or multiplied. I wonder if the feelings of excitement and relief grew distant or remained constant.

What would it be like if Jesus touched me?

If Jesus touched me would He face what no one else wants to talk about and tell me everything I’ve ever done?

He would remain unafraid of my capability to sin. He would not recoil from my uncleanliness or worry that I’d rub off on Him.

What if Jesus touched me like it was truly His and His Father’s hearts’ desire to love me? What if Jesus touched me like He truly saw me and knew me? And what if Jesus touched me like it would cleanse me from every stain of sin without any concern that it would contaminate Him?

What would I do if He touched me like that?

I know Jesus has touched me spiritually … He’s given me a new heart. His Spirit has taken up residence inside of me.

So what do I do since Jesus has touched me?

I know for one thing He makes me want Him even more.