"I Touched Jesus" — A Story Told by the Woman
Hello, little one.
My name is not in the Bible, but I want to tell you my story.
For a very long time—twelve whole years!—I didn’t feel well.
I went to many doctors, but nothing helped.
I was so tired. So sad.
I just wanted to be well again.
Then I heard the best news…
Jesus was coming!
The one who made blind people see.
The one who helped people walk again.
I knew in my heart,
“If I can just touch His clothes, I’ll be healed.”
There were so many people in the crowd.
But I squeezed in between them, slowly… carefully…
And then—I touched the edge of His robe.
Just a little touch.
And guess what?
Right away, I felt better!
I wasn’t sick anymore!
Jesus stopped. He turned around.
He said, “Who touched me?”
I was scared. I didn’t know if I should say anything…
But I stepped forward and said,
“It was me.”
Jesus smiled at me.
He said,
“Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace.”
My heart felt so full.
Jesus didn’t just heal my body—
He showed me love and called me “daughter.”
Now I know:
When we believe in Jesus, wonderful things can happen.