“You see the people crowding against you,” His disciples answered,“and yet you can ask, ‘Who touched me?’”
i wonder if the angels ask Him that on Sundays.
Jesus looks through this mass of believers
millions speaking
singing and seeking
a whirlwind of worship as the world spins from sun’s rise to fall.
“Who touched me?”
He asks.
And the angels watch as His gaze spans the Sunday horizon.
“Do you see the millions?”
“Yes, but who touched Me?”
“Do you hear the music and see the offerings?”
“Yes, but who touched Me?”
“Do you feel their passion?”
Yes,
but
who
touched
Me?
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