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Jesus Is In Your Touch

I remember praying in a prayer room at the back of the church. It seemed I just couldn’t make contact with God. I felt so alone. Others prayed too, but one by one they left as they finished their prayers. However, one woman lingered. After a while she got up to leave and, without saying a word, gently touched my hand as she left. Something surged through my entire being and I felt the love of God flood my soul. It was as if God actually touched me. That was over thirty years ago and I still remember it like it was yesterday.

Jesus in your touch

Never ignore the little things you feel led to do, especially when they are motivated by kindness, compassion, and love. You never know how you will affect another when you allow your hands to be the hands of God.

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