“And Jesus said, ‘Who was it that touched me?’ When all denied it, Peter said, ‘Master, the crowds surround you and are pressing in on you!’ (Luke 8:45, ESV).
Dozens, perhaps hundreds, of people touched Jesus as he made his way through the crowds. But in the midst of the multitude, there was a special touch. A needy touch. A purposeful touch.
To this touch Jesus permitted power to go out from him to cure. But he did not allow the person benefited to remain hidden. He wanted her to know that she had been cured with his full blessing.
Jesus’ question did not convey irritation or anger, but gladness. He is not bothered by our touch. He yearns for it.
No one comes to Jesus unawares. No one can sneak up on him. No one need to.
What Jesus wants most is for us to search him out in the moment of need. To touch him. To reach him.
Whether or not our circumstance is changed, Jesus does not allow us to go away without changing our heart. Without filling us with peace. Without forgiveness and hope.
When Jesus looks around in the crowd and asks, “Who touched me?”, he wants to find you.
Jesus’ question did not convey irritation or anger, but gladness.