Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Just a Touch

I watched a movie not long ago, and memories brought my emotions to the surface.  In the movie, a family lost a daughter to a drunk driver.  The story centered around how they dealt with that loss.  My story isn't all that different, and it all came flooding back to me.

When I was 7 years of age, I awoke in the early hours of the morning and noticed the light coming from under my bedroom door.  I shared a bedroom with my brother, Guy, and the door led directly into our living room.  Curious, I crawled out of bed and opened the door to find a room full of people from our church.  Many family friends I recognized by name, others I knew only as "church people".

The curiosity turned to concern when I noticed that they were all sad and that my mother and sister were in tears.  My father drew me back into the bedroom and explained to me, "Guy has gone to be with Jesus."  I understood exactly what he meant.  My brother was dead.  A drunken driver had hit his car on the highway and he never made it to the hospital.

I went back into the living room with Dad and sat on the couch next to a man.  I didn't know this man, not even his name, but he comforted me.  His hand on my back eased my pain a little.  I was not alone.  This man demonstrated the love of Christ -- in just a touch.  There was healing there.  In the simplest of ways, he bore my burden.
 Bear one another's burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.
                                                                      -- Galatians 6:2 ESV
So many times, Jesus touched those around him.
Now when the sun was setting, all those who had any who were sick with various diseases brought them to him, and he laid his hands on every one of them and healed them.
                                                                       -- Luke 4:40 ESV
 This is such a wonderful picture of Jesus.  He left his throne to touch us; for healing, for restoration, for deliverance, to bring life.  The journey toward salvation begins with that touch.

He touches our spirit and we begin to understand that we need Him.
 “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
He touches our conscience, and we begin to understand our depravity.
 “Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.
He touches our pride and we surrender ourselves and accept His gift freely.
 “Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.
A new life has begun.  A new creation is born.  All from just a touch.