Her fingers dug into her palms. She watched the Man pass before her. Her heart beat wildly in her chest. If only I may touch His clothes, I shall be made well. With her eyes fixed on the Man called Jesus, she entered the crowd.
Her fingers dug into her palms. She watched the Man pass before her. Her heart beat wildly in her chest. If only I may touch His clothes, I shall be made well. With her eyes fixed on the Man called Jesus, she entered the crowd.