"The Hem of His Garment"   

Many scoffed at the man called Jesus, being our Messiah. But I shall never forget what He did for me and all because I had touched.. the hem of His garment.

You see for twelve long years, I suffered with a terrible disease that was draining my life away, I do not know what caused it, some considered it a plague. I only know that I tried everything to rid myself of this affliction. Some days I was too weak to leave my bed. The simplest chores were such a struggle for me in fact my very life was a struggle.

I think the worst part, more than the physical burden, was the social stigma attached to my life. I was thought to be unclean, for you all know our laws. I was almost in the same class as the poor lepers. 

I could never go into the market place or the women's gatherings, for no one wanted to be near to me. I was a social outcast, and loneliness.. was my companion.

But one day I overheard some talk about the man called Jesus. They said He was a Teacher, teaching about the Kingdom of God. They said that He was a Healer, and healed all manner of sickness and disease.

 Of course this caught my ear, for I truly needed a miracle...

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                         "Go and Sin No More"    

I'd like to tell you about my miracle. My story is unique, because my life was completely changed, not through a healing touch, but through words. Just words spoken with the authority of GOD, caused me to change my life completely, to become a new person.

It is with great humiliation and shame that I tell of my former life..but
o bring honor to the name of Jesus, I must share my story.  

Both my parents had died by the time I was twelve..and I was left in the care of my mother's uncle. He owned an inn where rough men would gather for a meal, but mainly for a cup of wine. He was a very evil man, greedy for money. I was only a very young girl when my so-called guardian began to.. sell me. to the highest bidder. He did not care about me.I was merely a means to bring coins into his purse. And so began a sad and miserable life for me, he was my protector, so there was not much I could do about it...

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                     "Joy Restored"      The widow of Nain

Some speculate on Jesus of Nazareth, whether He was of God or merely a heretic of the times. But I was eyewitness to a true miracle, of which none that saw, can deny.

My husband was a wonderful man, a good provider- my companion for all too short a time. We were happy together and when he died, I thought that I could not live either. There was only one reason that I was able to make a life out of the ashes of my pain, his name was Jared, my son.

He was my only child, and just a young boy when his father died, but somehow we went on to make a life together. He was so like his father in looks and actions, he was a great comfort to me and became the joy of my life. He helped me through hard times and as he grew older, he provided for us as a fisherman, just as his father before him.

Fishing is a tiresome and sometimes treacherous business, and one day he did not return in the evening. I waited, fearing that something had happened....
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