I often think about the hands that reached up to his mother from the manger. Those tiny, dimpled hands were perfectly formed by His Father before His birth. As He grew, those little boy hands undoubtedly got scuffed and bruised just like any other human boy. As He learned His earthly father’s trade, His hands would ache and become blistered after a day of shaping a piece of wood. When He later began His ministry, His hands touched people and they were healed. He placed His hands on them and evil spirits were drawn out of them. When He entered the temple and saw how corrupt it had become, those same strong hands turned over the tables of those who had distorted His teachings and turned it into a den of thieves.
In Gethsemane, I can imagine His hands clasped tightly in prayer, pleading for mercy. His knuckles turned white as He prayed for His people – praying that this cup of death would pass from His lips. When the vigilante crowd appeared, under the direction of one of His own trusted disciples, Judas, He used His powerful hands to heal Malchus who had lost his ear by Peter’s sword. They then bound those healing hands and led Him to a court of frightened men who felt their church was in jeopardy because of this man.
His was led to the cross. His blood-spattered hands carried His own instrument of death to Golgotha. The soldiers cut through His hands with long, iron spikes, pinning Him to the cross. His hands lifted up to God that day and He died there for you and me, but that wasn’t the end for my Savior. He rose again three days later and proved that He is God, but even then, He had to prove to His disciple, Thomas, that He indeed bore the scars of His bitter death.
Help us, Lord to lift our hands up to you in thanksgiving and prayer and be reminded of all that you did to lift us up to heaven with yours. Amen!
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This post and beautiful picture brought tears of joy. Those hands. I don’t know where I’d be without him. I love you my friend. ❣️ my prayers are still with Paul and you each day. I have a 58 year old friend nearing the end…the pneumonia became so bad her heart became overlarged and overworked. Last night her sister shared that Lisa suffered a heart attack and her kidneys have shut down. She stated, “I will let you all know when my sister departs to walk the Golden Streets.” This family is full of faith. Lisa has longed to see the face of Jesus. Her husband, Thomas, is dealing with so much as he recovered from Covid and feels completely due to his guilt of “giving it to her from work “….but yet, HE has faith! May God comfort our loved ones. 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🥰
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Thanks for your kind words and thoughts. Paul is finally home after 11 days in the hospital. He is doing better and glad to be out of there. I’m so sorry to hear about your friend and pray that she will soon be touching the hands of her Savior in heaven. Covid has been linked with so many problems, exceeding the physical aspects. So many are feeling the pangs of guilt. So many are feeling afraid to be in any social interaction. So many are dying and losing loved ones. It is a pandemic that seems to show no signs of letting up and that’s making many feeling hopeless. There is always hope in the Creator of all things. He can zap Covid anytime he wants to. He can heal those who have it and he can comfort those suffering loss because of it. He is our ever present hope in all situations. Stay strong and keep the faith.
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Amen, amen, amen. I’m so happy to know Paul is home. And my faith will never waiver. Love you, Karla 💕
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I know that. Your faith is strong and even when things are going in a weird direction, God will provide answers.
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