 There was a woman with an issue of blood that came with both physical suffering and public shame. She was considered in her time in culture to be unclean. She spent all she had on doctors but only grew worse. How many times was she told, this is the cure or this time it will work? How many times has she raised her hopes only to see them come crashing down? Yet this woman, who had experienced disappointment after disappointment, allowed for the ember of her faith to be fanned into flame. When Jesus came near to her, she didn't say, I already tried that or I'm just going to be disappointed again. No. She said, if I can just touch the hem of his garment, I can be made whole. In her weakened state, she pressed through the crowd to get near Jesus. She reached out in faith to touch the fringe of his robe. And then, after 12 years of suffering, after many failed attempts, after crushed hopes and empty promises, in an instant she was made whole. All it takes is one touch.