I've been thinking back to Easter Sunday Relief Society and the question asked "what is your favorite story of Christ?" Having struggled just hours earlier with feeling so unworthy having so easily gotten off course I felt like the woman taken in adultery, knowing her fate was sealed yet still hoping that somehow there would be a way out. I felt like the woman with the issue of blood, according to Mosaic Law she had been an out cast for 12 years, hiding at the edge of society, wishing that someone could love her, could see her for who she was, not what she had. With faith and fear warring inside of her she reached toward the Savior just to touch the hem of His robe and then her life changed forever. Yes she was healed of her malady, but more than that she was whole, her Savior had seen her, told her to be of good comfort and she knew she was no longer alone, she had been seen and she was known. I thought of Mary washing the Savior's feet with her hair, nard and tears, she who had been taught by Him, who loved Him and know of what He taught and who sent Him gave what she could from love.
These women loved the Savior and with all they had they reached to Him. He was the author of their salvation, their hope, there Redeemer. He is our hope and our redeemer. We face the battle with fear and faith, are we all in? Will we give all that we have because we know even touching the hem of His garment can and will change us forever? Will we be relentless, will we fight the fight to give all to know Him. The Savior has mercy and pity, He desires us, can we give that to Him?
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