Mark 5:25-34 Now a certain woman had a flow of blood for twelve years, and had suffered many things from many physicians. She had spent all that she had and was no better, but rather grew worse. When she heard about Jesus, she came behind Him in the crowd and touched His garment. For she said, “If only I may touch the hem of His robe, I shall be made well.”
Immediately the fountain of her blood was dried up, and she felt in her body that she was healed of the affliction. And Jesus, immediately knowing in Himself that power had gone out of Him, turned around in the crowd and said, “Who touched My clothes?”
But His disciples said to Him, “You see the multitude thronging You, and You say, ‘Who touched Me?’”
And He looked around to see her who had done this thing. But the woman, fearing and trembling, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell down before Him and told Him the whole truth. And He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace, and be healed of your affliction.”
But His disciples said to Him, “You see the multitude thronging You, and You say, ‘Who touched Me?’”
And He looked around to see her who had done this thing. But the woman, fearing and trembling, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell down before Him and told Him the whole truth. And He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace, and be healed of your affliction.”
Yesterday, while in my kitchen washing dishes, I looked out of the window at my yard. We have a small yard with a chain link fence that separates our yard from the parking lot of a teacher’s union. Both are hideous sights – the parking lot in my back yard, and the old fence.
I found myself thinking about fences and that we put them up to keep what is ours in, and what is not ours, out. The fence is there to keep anyone from coming over into my space unless invited.
In the past few weeks, I’d been feeling like my “yard” was trampled upon. Well-intention-ed others, entering my space, pulling for my time. I had work to do. I was on a mission. Focused. I’d love to have given them the time for chat but I just didn’t have any. This is my busiest time of year at work, and I’m pretty busy around the house too.
I found I didn’t have the time to give.
But then I “saw” Jesus pressing through the multitudes, and there were people pulling at Him, and one who touched the edge of His garments. Many were pulling at Him, but He wanted to know “who touched Him.”
He noticed, because His thoughts were not on just trying to get through the crowd or the day. Yes He was on a mission, but not so focused on the mission that He could not see others along the way. He did not put up fences to keep others away from His personal space. So secure in His Father’s love, that He needed no fences to divide what was His from what was theirs.
Multitudes. What does that look like in our day? There is a revival coming you know. People will be pushing up against us and pulling at our garments. We need to understand boundaries soon because one day soon, our boundaries will seem trampled upon.
Dwelling together in unity has no fences. No De-Fence nor Of-Fence.
John 15:10 If you keep My commandments, you will abide in My love, just as I have kept My Father’s commandments and abide in His love.
And I reflected on this more as I looked out my kitchen window, overlooking “A Fence”, I was singing “Keep me from building a fence in my heart”
Proverbs 19:11 A man’s wisdom gives him patience;
it is to his glory to overlook offense.
it is to his glory to overlook offense.
Father how can we prepare for multitudes of revival when we have fences of offense right now in our hearts? Be our DE-Fence as we learn to let go of our need to protect our space because we are safe and secure in Your love. While we need to have our boundaries now, they are never meant for forever. Prepare our hearts to offer freely all that is in our “yard” as You direct. May there be no offense found when You return.
Darlene Rose 
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