He took up our diseases and carried our illnesses.
You know what impresses me most about the Teacher?
He doesn’t simply teach the truth. He lives the truth!
Our Teacher doesn’t merely sit on the mount and preach. He comes down into valley and ministers to those in pain.
The sick, the possessed, the anxious parent of a sick child!
The Teacher even does what nobody else dares to do. He touches a man with the contagion of leprosy.
I can’t help wondering how long it had been since anyone – except perhaps other lepers – had touched this broken man?
Our Teacher is still one who comes to us today with great compassion. Not only bringing life-giving truth, but touching us at the point of our most pressing need and pain!
He touched me, Oh, He touched me
And Oh the joy that floods my soul
Something happened and now I know
He touched me and made me whole!
These lyrics are the grateful response of every broken heart mended by the Savior who touches.