The Fringes of His Ways

“Yet these are just THE FRINGES OF HIS WAYS [mere samples of His power], the faintest whisper of His voice! Who can contemplate the thunder of His [full] mighty power?” (Job 26:14 AMP).

“The faintest whisper of His voice” sounds remarkably similar to “the still small voice” that God taught Elijah. The Lord is simply not in the commotion and theatrical uproar surrounding His presence; no, at the core of His presence there is a holy stillness something akin to what an eye of a storm is like.

Getting past the crowd—the commotion and theatrical uproar surrounding Jesus—merely to touch even THE FRINGES OF HIS WAYS, is powerful enough to heal. Note how a humble woman, nondescript, hidden among many faces in the crowd, displayed faith in the mere fringes of what clothed our Lord, and how that faith healed her: “As Jesus was on his way, the crowds almost crushed him. And a woman was there who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years, but no one could heal her. She came up behind him and touched the edge of his cloak, and immediately her bleeding stopped” (Luke 8:42-44). She obeyed that still small voice in her heart that said, “If I can only touch “the edge of his cloak,” THE FRINGES OF HIS WAYS, I will be healed. And for her faith, she was!

I love what F. B. Meyer said, “A storm is only as the outskirts of his robe, the symptom of his advent, the environment of His presence. Dare to trust Him; dare to follow Him! And discover that the very forces which barred your progress and threatened your life, at His bidding become the materials of which an avenue is made to liberty.”