A Brush With Jesus: Finding Faith in the Crowd

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Mark 5:25-34 English Standard Version

25 And there was a woman who had had a discharge of blood for twelve years, 26 and who had suffered much under many physicians, and had spent all that she had, and was no better but rather grew worse. 27 She had heard the reports about Jesus and came up behind him in the crowd and touched his garment. 28 For she said, “If I touch even his garments, I will be made well.” 29 And immediately the flow of blood dried up, and she felt in her body that she was healed of her disease. 30 And Jesus, perceiving in himself that power had gone out from him, immediately turned about in the crowd and said, “Who touched my garments?” 31 And his disciples said to him, “You see the crowd pressing around you, and yet you say, ‘Who touched me?’” 32 And he looked around to see who had done it. 33 But the woman, knowing what had happened to her, came in fear and trembling and fell down before him and told him the whole truth. 34 And he said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace, and be healed of your disease.

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Election Over

The election is over, but I am writing this on Monday, so I have no idea who won.

So—this is not Friday’s Word.

I have to get the church newsletter to Jason on Monday and will wait until Wednesday to post Friday’s Word with the Star Telegram.

I will share that post with our newsletter folk later.

Max’s Corner

Last Sunday

Quite a good day. It was actually a “Mary Picnic”—and not a picnic at all, but a nice lunch after worship. I preached on joy, and we had a great time singing “Peace Like a River.” Johnny and Judy said they thought we might break out into revival.

And we gathered at the Lord’s Table.
And, oh!—it rained.
As Jesus said, it fell on the just and the unjust.
We Methodists are, of course, the just.

The Class—Discovering God

We are having quite a remarkable time. It is different from any study I have ever done of religious experiences. It is actually opening new doors for me—and it is changing the opening chapters of my book, Discovering God. We are discovering the extent to which God communicates with us and the ways in which God does that.

You are welcome at any time.
Class at 9:45—followed by breakfast.

Speaking of Breakfast

This is a “We-bring” Sunday. If we do not bring—no breakfast. I will bring my usual—those pigs in blankets. Food and fellowship at 10:30, followed by worship.

This Sunday

Mary preaches.
Blake is back. Our choir will sing.

Upcoming

Two things: A week from this Saturday—Nov. 16 at 6:00—we will have a concert. It is a “Creason Production”—as in Mel and Barb. It will feature Mel, Blake, Shannon, and Julian. Sandwich and chips supper after. Yes—we will need sandwiches and chips.

Thing Two: we have moved the Thanksgiving Dinner back to Thanksgiving Sunday—Nov. 24. Let’s gather. Let’s rejoice.

See you this Sunday.
God Bless,
MB

Our love to Ronnie Sullivan and family. Her brother’s memorial will be Saturday at the church. Check “Mary’s Room” for the time.

Mary’s Room

Blessings to you in the name of the risen Christ. What a joy it was on Sunday to be covered by the rains from heaven. In many parts of the Metroplex, the rainfall total for October was zero. We made up for that on Sunday and Monday, and I’m grateful to God for the life-giving rain. I think about the time between rainfall events in our neighborhood—one day stretching into the next, living with a heat that is not normal for October, accompanied by the beautiful sunshine we all need. It brings to mind those dry places in my spirit when I cannot feel, smell, or hear God. It makes me think about the moments when I struggle with my own faith and my understanding of who I am as a follower of Jesus Christ. And then, the rainfall reminds me of what a glorious thing it is when God “rains” into our souls. The sound of God’s love rushing back into my heart, like a mighty clap of thunder, so loud I am driven to my knees. The smell of the earth, God’s creation, soaked in water, created in Spirit. The feeling of being God’s beloved that floods my heart, overflowing the curbs of my soul. I am thankful for this week’s rain and blessed beyond measure to be a child of the Creator.

We have a busy month ahead. We continue to collect feminine hygiene products for our sisters experiencing homelessness. Please bring what you can by Sunday, November 10. The women’s group will assemble the bags at their luncheon on Thursday, November 14. We are also collecting new and very gently used children’s coats for Bill J. Elliott Elementary School. We will collect these coats until November 17. Please see Connie Michael if you have questions. Donated coats are currently being stored in Miss Sue and Miss Vickey’s Sunday school class. Also, in November, we will have a Saturday night concert and a Sunday after-church Thanksgiving dinner. I refer you to the calendar in the church hallway for the dates of the concert and Thanksgiving dinner. I announced the wrong dates on Sunday and, as a result, have retired from announcing dates.

I want to say a special thanks to Scott and Kay Ryan for the beautiful rendering of our church’s namesake, St. Matthew. It is hanging proudly in the hallway between the sanctuary and the fellowship hall. Thank you, Scott and Kay, for the lovely gift to our congregation.

December 1, 2024, is the first Sunday of Advent. It may seem early to announce Advent before we have celebrated Thanksgiving, but I am asking for your prayers for this season at Saint Matthew. I am praying specifically for God to do something amazing. I am asking God to do something so incredible that we will stop in our tracks, look skyward, and shout glory to God’s name. I pray for each of you, that the baby Jesus shows up in a deeper, more spiritual way than ever before. I also know this will be a very difficult holiday season for many of you. I pray for those of us who have lost loved ones over the last few years, those who were vitally important in our lives. It is difficult to live in the bittersweet space between celebrating the arrival of the Christ child and living with the loneliness and heartbreak of losing someone we love. We will do some special things this year to honor both worlds. More to come on the plans for Advent 2024 at Saint Matthew UMC.

My love to you all,
Mary