We all carry silent battles. Some are visible to the world, but many are hidden behind smiles, busyness, and “I’m fine.” For years, I too bled silently — from pain, trauma, and the lies that tried to chain me. I thought numbing and striving would be enough, but nothing truly healed me until I reached for Him.

This is the cry of the woman in Matthew 9:20–22 and Luke 8:43–48. For twelve years, she carried her suffering, unseen and unhealed by the world around her. But when she saw Jesus, her desperation turned into faith:

“If I only touch his cloak, I will be healed.” (Matthew 9:21, NIV)

That simple act of faith — a touch of His garment — changed her life.

Here’s my poem, born from that story and my own journey of desperate faith:

Just Give Me the Hem

I’ve been bleeding out for years while no one knew

I have been holding back the tears

As the pain grew

I have been fighting back the thoughts

That kept me up

Some days it was a lot

I had enough

I called out for some relief

And I heard a voice

It was very clear to see

I had a choice

Calling me from the shadows

It was time

The seed in me was shallow

But it had a vine

I believed in something more

But had no clue

That one day on the floor

I’d have breakthrough.

For years the door was shut

I was trapped

I didn’t know this kind of love

Only attacks.

Seeking for an answer

Anything to heal

Anything to numb

Anything to not feel.

Self-helping in every way

While I searched for truth

Until I heard Jesus say

All I need is YOU.

I didn’t need to be clean

Or earn my place

He said, stand up to be seen

He gave me Grace

All it took was a moment

Of desperation

It was then I had to own it

The separation.

I fought it my whole life

The path to Him

Thinking I wasn’t worthy or right

Full of sin.

Generations of chains

I had to break

Jesus knew my name

For Heaven’s sake!

I was the woman in the Bible.

Full of blood

Generations of survival

Shunned and shoved.

A solution to the suffering

God would send

If you just had faith enough

To touch the hem.

The enemy is lurking

Full of deceit

Keeping you searching

So you can’t see

God requires faith

Even just an ounce

Turn to Him today

Don’t count Him out.

You don’t have to understand

Or have the proof

Because when you begin to stand

You’ll see the truth….

Reflection

Friend, maybe you feel like that woman today — hidden, bleeding, tired, and desperate. Maybe you’ve tried everything the world has to offer and still find yourself empty.

Let this be your reminder: it’s not about perfection, performance, or proving yourself. It’s about reaching for Him. Even if all you have left is just enough strength to whisper, “Jesus, I need You.”

Healing isn’t always instant, but His presence is. And when you reach for His hem, you’re reaching for hope, restoration, and freedom that no one else can give.

💜 You don’t need to wait until you feel “worthy.” He is already waiting for you.

👉What “hem moment” do you need today? What pain, habit, or lie do you need to lay at Jesus’ feet so you can touch His garment and believe for healing?

"It is by your faith you are made whole..." The first step is to have faith. Whatever you are suffering with, it doesn't matter how long or how far you have to walk... Start walking and reach for his hem. When he replies, be ready to stand and be seen. You are capable, you are loved, you are worthy.