I Reached Out

 

I long to touch the tassel of His garment.

Yet in the crowds I am but an insignificant other.

I must follow if I can and maybe get close enough.

His words, full of life and light, lift our hearts.

Who is He? What is this thing that binds us all to him?

How does He speak so gently but with such power?

 

But I am not as important as these, as learned as these, as close.

Is there a way? I am bent with pain and can barely walk but I will try.

Maybe if I move myself close to this road He travels I can reach out

Tomorrow, yes maybe then I can get closer, close enough.

I don’t know Him but I trust Him somehow.

It seems like I’ve always known Him, and I remember what He has said

 

It seems so clear, so easy to understand, as if I’d heard it before

These things, some so hard to hear, but so true, there’s no hiding.

He must know I am here, I feel like he’s aware of me but waiting.

Waiting for what, for me? For me to trust Him? Do I really, but...?

I must, I need to, for there is no other hope than in Him.

So now I must try somehow, to wait, close to the edge of the rutted road.

Its dust rising up in clouds around me as I sit here all bent in pain.

 

He’s coming near I sense, people are standing and straining to see.

Rushing past me in crowds I can’t follow. I am left behind again.

Bumping, knocking me to the ground I reach out for help.

Grabbing just a handful of thread from a passerby I fall again

Will I ever reach Him? Will He ever know I am here?

Oh, I am lost, there is no hope. If only He knew of me.

I’m sure He would have healed me, but it’s not to be

 

Yet I tingle, every muscle in my body is on fire.

I can’t help but stand, like I never have before, so straight.

What has happened to me? Am I cured? But I couldn’t reach Him!

I tried and fell instead, I reached as I fell, in such sorrow that I’d missed Him

But this, this feeling! I’m whole again. He has cured my illness.

I couldn’t speak to Him. He didn’t see me; yet somehow He knew me!

 

Everyone’s eyes are on me now as I scream and dance.

I am cured, He has saved me! I thought I had failed, had missed Him

I reached out but couldn’t get to Him yet now He has come back to me saying,

"Was it you who reached out to me and fell?

Was it you who tried to get close to me, trusting that I would help you?

It is I who always known and felt your need and your trust and your hope.

Your faith has saved you. Walk with me on this road I travel."

 

 

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