The image today of the woman with the illness reaching out to touch the hem of Christ’s garment, and the pious custom of believers imitating her by doing the same to the Priest as he passes with the Eucharist, really stuck with me. It is this. Everything that comes into contact with the Holy becomes holy. Even the hem of Christ’s clothing absorbs and transmits that heavenly power. “If I can just touch his clothing.” We say. “I will be made well.” And we are.