A few days ago, as I was “being still”, God brought to my remembrance the hymn that says, “Oh to be His hands extended, reaching out to the oppressed. Let me touch Him, let me touch Jesus. So that others may know and be blessed.” I sang the hymn over and over and began thinking about our current situation. We, as Christians, have been called to be HIS hands extended. We are called to reach out to the oppressed. The oppressed. I had a rough idea of what that word meant but wasn’t positive. I looked it up and it literally means “subject to harsh and authoritarian treatment.” Wow. There is a lot of that going on right now in our world. The other part of the song says, “Let me touch Him, let me touch Jesus…” So I spent the next couple of days thinking about what it means to touch Him. I immediately thought of the woman who pushed through the crowds to touch Jesus. She was at an exceptionally low point, a point of desperation. She knew the only thing that would change her situation was to have an encounter with Jesus. She purposefully went after Jesus. She pushed and pressed in. And she touched Him. She touched the hem of His garment and was instantly healed. Her life changed because she made a point to touch Him. I have had the vision of this woman in my head as well as this song for several days. Yesterday, I was reminded of the song that says, “Reach out and touch the Lord as He goes by. You’ll find He’s not too busy to hear your heart’s cry. He’s passing by this moment, your needs He’ll supply. Reach out and touch the Lord as He goes by.” Another song confirming the amazing changes that take place when we touch Jesus. This morning, I looked up the word touch in the Bible. In the Old Testament, the word touch was used a lot when going over the basic dos and don’ts of the laws that were in place during those times. In the New Testament, the word touch was mainly used when referencing Jesus touching someone and healing them. The Bible confirms again and again the power in Jesus’ touch. After reading, I began doing some housework. And as I was working, I began singing yet another oldie but goodie- “He touched me. Oh, He touched me. And oh, what joy that floods my soul. Something happened and now I know, He touched me and made me whole.” Mark 6:56 says, “And whithersoever he (Jesus) entered, into villages, or cities, or country, they laid the sick in the streets, and besought him that they might touch if it were but the border of his garment: and as many as touched him were made whole.” My conclusion, I need to touch Jesus! I need to purposefully go after Him. I need to push and press in. I need to put my opinions and desires to the side and focus on Him. Because if I touch Him, I can be His hands extended and reach out to the oppressed. I can love those around me with an unconditional love that is a direct reflection of my Father’s love. I have added the video of the song that God brought to my mind a few days ago. I love this specific video because I love hearing about when this song was written. May this be our anthem as we move forward. Let’s all push and press in to be in His Holy presence and touch Him so we can touch others!