Hanging above my office chair is a drawing entitled, “Hands.” It was drawn by an artist in Rochester, MI. The “hands” in the drawing are of many different sizes and shapes; some are little, representing small children; some are big, representing adults; some scarred representing hard work or accidents; some appear as though they have never been soiled. The hands in the drawing tell the story about how all hands are different, how important they are, and what they are used for.
The hands of Jesus tell a very important story. He used His hands to hold the tools of a carpenter and turn pieces of wood into useful objects. He used His hands to offer hungry people a piece of bread and fish. He used His hands to hold small children. He used His hands to touch the eyes of the blind and restore their sight. He used His hands to open the ears of the deaf. He used His hands to quiet the raging seas. He used His hands to point people in the direction of the Kingdom of His Father.
He never used His hands to make a fist. He never used His hands to grasp things from others. He never used His hands to point people in the wrong direction. He never used His hands to do anything that was evil. He never used His hands to strike others. He never used His hands to push people away from Him.
One fateful day those hands were pierced and nailed to a cross. Pierced but not closed. His hands were on the end of arms that were reaching out to a lost and dying world.
The Psalmist wrote, “They pierce my hands.” Now, we know why.
The Psalmist wrote, “They pierce my hands.” Now, we know why.
Prayer: Thank You, Father, for loving us, for reaching out to us with hands that were pierced because of our sins. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
Scripture For Today: Psalm 22:16c They pierce my hands and my feet.
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