The last of The Woman on the Street of our walk about the neighborhood of Capernaum.
This poem was written when I woke one morning after a dream where I was missing “teeth”. Feeling a bit down, I ponder the dream and its meaning in the midst of writing this mini series of Jesus going about the neighborhood of Capernaum.
Once again, thank you my WP neighbors for always welcoming a fellow neighbor back…even if we are missing a “tooth” or two.
“Right here on “Joyless” street;
There’s a hole in the smile of all my things neat.”
Reaching to touch His garment sweep.
From sickness to health;
Darkness to Light;
From everything wrong,
To everything right.
At the place where
He turned my smile to bright!
Healing is found in
His wings were we meet,
Between “Joyless” and
“The Sun of Righteousness shall arise
With healing in His wings…”
Malachi 4:3 NKJV
Poem by denisebalog 2017
Photo of the Sea of Galilee captured in 2011 by denisebalog
It has taken me two weeks to mull over the story of theWoman on the Street of Capernaum. I hope you don’t mind joining me for a day or two as we watching her miracle unfold.
Would the woman with the “issue of blood” having heard about Jesus, used her last coins to go by boat to Capernaum?
Located on the other side of the Lake from Capernaum, is the City of Tiberias, a major Roman town known for its warm springs used for healing. Did she hear about Jesus there?Could she have used the last of her coins to pay the entrance tax to look for the Man in Capernaum?
Could someone have told her whose house He was staying, or did she just follow the crowds while she walked the streets of Capernaum.
“When she heard about Jesus, she came behind Him in the crowd and touched His garment.” Mark 5:27 (NKJV)
Breaking the Law, she pressed in to touch the hem of His garment, Jesus turning spoke the words she longed to hear…
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sailaway from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” ~ Mark Twain