44 She came up behind him and touched the fringe of his garment, and immediately her discharge of blood ceased. 45 And Jesus said, “Who was it that touched me?” When all denied it, Peter said, “Master, the crowds surround you and are pressing in on you!” 46 But Jesus said, “Someone touched me, for I perceive that power has gone out from me.”
This poor woman knew if she could just touch the fringe of Jesus' tunic she could be healed. She had heard of his miracles of healing. Everyone knew Jesus, not that they all liked him, but they knew him for sure. His name was on everyone's lips. The woman knew and had the faith that the slightest touch of his clothing would give her the biggest reward: healing. She reached between those who were in front of her and she got the tips of her fingers right where she needed. It was enough to do the trick, but it was no trick at all. Her bleeding stopped instantly upon touching Jesus. It was like aspirin or chemotherapy where you had to wait for it to work, but it was a snap of the fingers fast. She was healed on the spot.
Jesus knew who she was and knew she had touched him, so why did he ask? Why did he care that she had been healed? She was full of faith and a perfect example to the crowd of how strong her faith was in Jesus. She put her faith to the test and it served her well.
Now you have Peter, who is with Jesus in the crowd. God bless Peter he tried so hard to be helpful, but most of the time ended looking a bit foolish. Peter knew of Jesus' power, he had witnessed it himself. Peter didn't understand Jesus meant more than a few bumping bodies, it was a transference of power when the woman touched the edge of Jesus' garment. By our faith we can draw on Jesus' power. Her faith that just touching his clothes was enough to tap into Jesus' power. It was a simple touch, but it was enough. The smallest amount of faith can move mountains, and it can surely heal us.
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