Ever since Adam was a lad, touch had been used for physical, psychological and spiritual healing.
Wall carvings dating back to 3000 BC, show the ancient Egyptians using healing massages.
Medieval kings and queens of Europe were supposedly able to ‘heal’ their subjects by simply applying ‘The Royal Touch’.
Me – the silent skeptic, never thought much of ‘the laying on of hands’. Ignorance? Lackadaisicalness?(Yes it’s a valid word. I checked). I prefer naiveté – that doesn’t sound quite so callous.
Healing people just by touching them? Pshaw! As far as I was concerned, that claim fell out of the same superstitious bag as Ouija boards, palm reading, and horoscopes.
But had I been more attentive, more open-minded . . .
Jesus, the greatest healer of all times never, ever carried a medicine bag. Yet he healed and continues to heal thousands.
Moved with compassion, Jesus touched their eyes and immediately they regained their sight and followed him. Matthew 20:34.
And how do you know when God has touched your life? The real question should be, how do you not know when God has touched your life?
Let me tell you about one of the times when God literally touched me. And when it happened I didn’t even recognize it for what it truly was.
Feel like hearing a story? Doesn’t matter, I’ll tell it anyway!
Here’s my story: Continue reading “A Healing Touch”