“She had heard about Jesus, and came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, for she said, ‘If I but touch his clothes, I will be made well.’ Immediately her hemorrhage stopped; and she felt in her body that she was healed of her disease.” ~ Mark 5: 27-29a
As most of you know, the first half of this year has not gone well for me. The second half hasn’t gone any better with my mother’s death and a very ill nephew. I haven’t really had the time or energy to get my summer sun fix for my Seasonal Affective Disorder. I usually count on this to get me through the winter, but when I have planned on setting outside for 30 minutes, something else happens.
Just for grins, I decided to take the “stress point” quiz. I knew the points would be high, but I didn’t realize how high – around 500 points. 300 to 600 points in one year, of which there’s only been half, gives a person an almost certain chance of becoming ill, which by the way, adds more stress points. I didn’t count the other stressful things going on in my life, such as the garage door breaking twice, patio chairs stolen from the back yard – two separate times—my new glasses aren’t right and will need to be remade, and the car air conditioning broke while we were out of town. There are more, but I won’t bore you. Most of them cost money to fix. Add a personal issue or two and I could add more points – all of these in the last two months. I didn’t count these in the quiz because there was no place for it. Each is a little thing but they’ve added up until I am totally bone dry and panicky. So, no hope, right? Wrong!
How does a person counteract this much stress or even a lesser amount? Well, I can curse and whine of which I have done my share. It hasn’t changed anything, and has just caused more irritation to me and the one with whom I live. Perhaps, a few others of you, as well. So sorry. I can step up my exercise program and try to get more sun, but that will only go so far. What is a body to do?
The above scripture verses have appeared several times in the last few weeks in the meditations I read and in the Bible as well. “If I can touch him, even the hem of his robe, I will be healed.” That’s says something to me. How can I touch him? It is more than just talking to him as I run around like a crazy woman. That is good but it doesn’t fill up the holes in my soul. It doesn’t heal the hemorrhaging that drains life from me. What I need, and which once again I have let slip a bit, is quality time with my maker and the one who loves me like no other—the one who knows exactly what I need.
Quality time, for me, is silent prayer—Centering Prayer, solitude, and praying with the Bible – Lectio Divina—listening for God as I read. I need a lot of this in the next few months to cancel out those stress points. Meeting with my Soul Friends will keep me accountable to this.
“Like the woman at the well, I was seeking for things that could not satisfy. And then I heard my Savior speaking—‘Draw from my well that never shall run dry.’
Fill my cup, Lord; I lift it up Lord; Come and quench this thirsting of my soul. Bread of Heaven feed me till I want no more. Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole.” ~ Richard Blanchard