As I continued to strive my way trough the mass I saw a break in the crowd. I had reached my Hope. I had finally come to what I knew I needed. But is it really what I want? After all when I am healed what will I be left with? No. The demon of my aching heart and empty house could be battled another day. For today I knew
“If only I can touch the hem of His garment, I shall be made well.”
As the words slipped out of my mouth and my hand went forward, my finger lightly brushed the fringe of His robe. I closed my eyes as I felt this peace that surpassed all understanding I had ever known.