Since Miss Annie’s passing, the Budster spends his days lying on the floor in the middle of the hall. I have to step over him as I leave and return to the family room and each time I do, I kneel down, lovingly touch him on the side of his face and tell him he’s a good boy. Whenever I pass the Duchess or Mumford, I do the same thing. In the evenings, Hosie climbs onto the sofa at sits between the Missus and I and I lay my hand on him. He really likes that and it’s good for him. We touch our animals because we love them and because it’s important that we do so. A sick animal will heal faster when you touch them. An abused and frightened animal will relax and heal emotionally when you touch them. Your touch shares your love and creates a bond.

We touch our spouse, our children and sometimes our very close friends. Other than my wife or a family member, I don’t want people touching me. A waitress has no business touching my arm and if she does, without saying a word, I let her know how I feel about it. My wife calls it, “the look.” I am not like Howie Mandell who has a germ phobia, I just don’t want people touching me. It’s that simple. Don’t do it.

Touching is part of any close relationship. Touching shows that we love someone. We share a part of ourselves when we touch. A touch can be healing. It not only reveals but it seals. Before anyone accuses me of getting all mystic on them, consider these scriptures.

Not only do you give when you touch but you also receive. Make sure it’s what you want.

1 Timothy 5:22
Do not lay hands on anyone hastily and so identify with the sins of others. Keep yourself pure.

Others benefit when they touch you.

Matthew 14:35-36
35 When the people there recognized him, they sent word into all the surrounding area, and they brought all their sick to him. 36 They begged him if they could only touch the edge of his cloak, and all who touched it were healed.

You know the difference between a touch and a touch. You can feel it and so can others.

Mark 5:25:34
25 Now a woman was there who had been suffering from a hemorrhage for twelve years. 26 She had endured a great deal under the care of many doctors and had spent all that she had. Yet instead of getting better, she grew worse. 27 When she heard about Jesus, she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, 28 for she kept saying, “If only I touch his clothes, I will be healed.” 29 At once the bleeding stopped, and she felt in her body that she was healed of her disease. 30 Jesus knew at once that power had gone out from him. He turned around in the crowd and said, “Who touched my clothes?” 31 His disciples said to him, “You see the crowd pressing against you and you say, ‘Who touched me?’” 32 But he looked around to see who had done it. 33 Then the woman, with fear and trembling, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell down before him and told him the whole truth. 34 He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace, and be healed of your disease.”

Jesus immediately knew when someone touched Him. It was more than a touch. It was a touch and there is a difference. It is one thing to be in a crowd where people bump into you. Don’t bump me. I don’t like it. It is a different thing altogether to be in a crowd or even a small private setting and someone “touches” you. Do not touch me. Don’t do it unless you have permission.

Choose carefully with whom you would be intimate and when you have chosen, do not hold back. Help them, heal them, love them with your touch.


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Joyce Ellis is the CEO and Caretaker of WarmFuzzy's Animal Shelter & Sanctuary. She was born with the vision, the Energizer Bunny who keeps going and going. She is Fuzzy1 of all WarmFuzzy's.

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