She was just a young woman, full of pain and misery, her world was unbearable, nothing good came out of everything she ever did, She was in pain, a day hardly passed without her tears, Years of crying wishing she was dead instead of this slow death that wasn't killing her in the first place.
She suffered rejection, No one wanted to associate them selves with her, She was considered an out cast, someone not worthy of love, someone not worthy of trust, everyone avoided her like a plague, they hated her for reasons best known to them, she had no one to call family, no place to call home, she lived far from the rest for no one wanted to even see her.
She lost everything she had, just because of an illness, an illness which wasn't even her fault, she didn't ask for it in the first place, after all who can ask for sickness?? No one right?
She suffered, the had nothing to eat, she grew weak as the days past by, her strength was failing her, her will to survive slowly dying
Bleeding for twelve good years was no joke, She stinked from the blood, spent every single cent she had to get her self treated, but no doctor was able to, no doctor could make her well, not even the witch doctors, no amount of herbs could heal her, she was hopeless, helpless and depressed.
One day as she was busy with her daily routine, she overheard some people from a distance talking about this great man, they said he was able to heal every illness, every sickness and nothing was impossible for him, she didn't even think twice, she didn't even ask questions for she knew they wouldn't answer her anyway.
She decided to go looking for this great man, deep inside she knew he would help her, deep inside she believed in this man who she never knew nor even set eyes on, she was determined to meet him, she didn't want much just a touch of his cloak and everything would be fine.
She got to him, no matter how big the crowd was she made sure she touched him, and as soon as she touched his cloak the bleeding suddenly stopped just like that she got healed, she didn't spent any money, she wasn't asked to bring anything, her faith, her believe healed her.
She later came to know the man's name, JESUS was his name, the name above every other name, He's able, He's mighty.
Trust in HIM.
©mara_pain
It's not always about pain.
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