There were several people, probably in their thousands pressing on Jesus to get something from him. Some shook hands with him; “oh Rabbi, nice to see you.” Some hugged him; “You are really doing well Mr. Christ, please keep up the good works,” they must have said to him. Some stood afar off; they just wanted to see his face. Some held his hands as he walked along the way. Some were pulling his garments; they liked the colours. Some wanted to feel its texture. It was a mammoth crowd, all charging at one target - Jesus.Of all that had happened that day, suddenly he stopped and asked; “Who touched me? Someone touched me.” “I FELT HEALING POWER DISCHARGING FROM ME...” Of all that charged at Him, pressed on him, shook his hands and hugged Him that day, only one person triggered healing.