Journals of the Heart

“Just then a woman who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years came up behind him and touched the edge of his cloak” (Matthew 9:20 NIV).

Remember the woman who touched the hem of My garment as she pressed into the crowd, going against the grain of society to receive what she needed? I liken this to the day you heard Me calling your name. You pressed in to Me, and I parted the crowd and turned around as you touched the hem of My garment, exchanging the issue of your bleeding life for the salvation of your soul.I turned, having eyes for only you. Your voice and your longing captured My heart. I enfolded the very essence of your life in My gaze, My embrace, pouring forth virtue, power, healing and forgiveness. I did not have to ask who touched Me for I was already there waiting, longing for you to grab hold of My garment, My life.

Even though others are pressing in and life is busy and crowded, I have eyes for only you. Your love has captured My heart. I am ravished for you. The beating of your heart is creating a melody, a song filled with longing for more than just a touch, more than the hem of My garment. I am drawing you in the midst of the everyday pressures and demands that surround you.

I am calling you into the folds of My garment. I am no longer satisfied to have you on the fringes of My fullness, experiencing momentary touches of the deeper realms of My presence. I am pulling you into the depths of My heart today. Let your heart dance with expectation and joy. Come! Read More…