Everyone knows that there is a small plant called touch me not. But inspite of this name, we all enjoyed touching this plant. 😃
Touching “touch me not” was my favourite childhood activity during rainy season. I used to find it fascinating to watch the folding of the leaves in a synchronous pattern.
That was the only plant I felt was alive. I never felt that the other plants were living. I saw the split second reflex from this plant was so amazing.
Today COVID-19 pandemic has made us “touch me not” race. Touching each other was the way of life. No touch and social distancing is the “new normal.”
In medical practice, touching patient had paramount importance. Now, patient is touched only if necessary with full PPE. These days, touching can’t be done without “universal precautions.”
Now days, the patient care has become “no-touch-pathy.” The time has come when doctor seats almost 2 meters away from the patient.
The doctors have adopted to “telemedicine,” as the regular medicine has become “hazardous.” I miss those days when I took the risk to stitch a scalp laceration without gloves and mask. Now, it is unthinkable.
Mark 3:10 (CJB): for he (Yeshua/Jesus) had healed many people, and all the sick kept pressing forward to touch him.
During the time of Yeshua (Jesus), people thronged to touch him. He had miraculously healed so many. The people were almost pressing to touch him. People from far off came for healing to Yeshua (Jesus).
Yeshua (Jesus) had to sit in boat to avoid being crushed by the crowd. Oh! Dear! A simple touch is enough for the sick to recover. I feel like our patients are saying, “Doctor, can you please touch me with your healing hands?”
Dear Lord, heal our land so that we can resume our touch therapy. Without touch, we are becoming like robots. Bring healing touch to our people I pray. In the name of Yeshua Meshiakh. 🙏🙇