Jesus went off with him. A large crowd followed, and pressed in on him.
A woman who had had internal bleeding for twelve years heard about Jesus. (She’d had a rough time at the hands of one doctor after another; she’d spent all she had on treatment, and had got worse rather than better.) She came up in the crowd behind him and touched his clothes. ‘If I can just touch his clothes,’ she said to herself, ‘I’ll be rescued.’ At once her flow of blood dried up. She knew, in her body, that her illness was cured.
Jesus knew at once, inside himself, that power had gone out of him. He turned around in the crowd and said, ‘Who touched my clothes?’
‘You see this crowd crushing you,’ said the disciples, ‘and you say “Who touched me?”?’
He looked round to see who had done it. The woman came up; she was afraid and trembling, but she knew what had happened to her. She fell down in front of him and told him the whole truth.
‘My daughter,’ Jesus said to her, ‘your faith has rescued you. Go in peace. Be healed from your illness.’
Mark 5 vv 20-34, New Testament for Everyone