Lord Jesus, I need your touch. I need to feel your presence. Come, Jesus, and touch my thirsting soul
Find a place alone with Jesus today, and say to him what the leper said: “Lord, you are able. Make me clean.” Then expect that he who is no respecter of persons will touch and heal you, in mind, body, soul and spirit. The arm of the Lord is outstretched to you, but he waits for that cry of need, the cry for help that is also a cry of expectancy.
By David Wilkerson