Saturday, October 18, 2014

Aren't we all beggars?

Today, I listened again to a talk from a gentleman I admire, Jeffrey R. Holland, who so deeply touched my core with his words that I could not get them out of my head throughout my activities.  Hear his talk here.  When driving home from work, I decided to do a sketch of how I feel that we all are, to some extent or another...defendant upon the kindness and mercy of a loving God.  I thought of the scripture in Luke 8:43-48 wherein we hear of a faithful, yet humble individual with enough hope that by only touching the hem of the Lord's garment was able to be made whole.

 43 ¶And a woman having an issue of blood twelve years, which had spent all her living upon physicians, neither could be healed of any,
 44 Came behind him, and touched the border of his garment: and immediately her issue of blood stanched.
 45 And Jesus said, Who touched me? When all denied, Peter and they that were with him said, Master, the multitude throng thee and press thee, and sayest thou, Who touched me?
 46 And Jesus said, Somebody hath touched me: for I perceive that virtue is gone out of me.
 47 And when the woman saw that she was not hid, she came trembling, and falling down before him, she declared unto him before all the people for what cause she had touched him, and how she was healed immediately.
 48 And he said unto her, Daughter, be of good comfort: thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace.


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