The Hands of Jesus

The Hands of Jesus

When I think of Jesus, the image that comes to mind is often hands. I see them as he ministered and as He sacrificed everything for us through His death on the cross. But as I reflect on those precious hands, I realize the story of our Savior’s hands begin much earlier.

I believe we saw the power of His hands as He stretched them over the formless void and spoke creation into existence. We saw them as He tenderly shaped His children—man and woman—made perfectly in His own image. Then, with heart-breaking clarity, in my mind’s eye, I can see those powerful hands when they performed the first sacrifice as he provided a covering for Adam and Eve, His sinful children.

As the centuries progressed, we saw that God sometimes worked through the hands of men like Noah. God used Him to preserve a remnant of humanity when creation went so wrong. In Moses, I saw the power of God when His prophet stretched forth his hands and parted the Red Sea, providing for the salvation of His people. He was there as Joshua defeated Jericho and with Gideon as he discovered his own part in God’s plan. We saw the fingerprints of God working throughout the Old Testament—from Elijah to Elisha, Job to Josiah. He was always present— rebuilding, refining, remonstrating and renewing those He loves.

Then it happened. God’s Spirit descended and touched a young girl and Mary was with child—destined to give birth to the Son of God. As her time drew near, we saw how God’s loving hands worked through Joseph as he protected his wife, delivered his infant son, and cared for them.

When Jesus began His time of ministry, we once more saw the work of God’s hands. He was everywhere. He touched the untouchables and encouraged a dark world to refocus on God’s light. His hands were love in action, serving and sharing; reaching out and sometimes rebuking; comforting and consoling; protecting and proclaiming—and always forgiving.

Finally, we see the ultimate sacrifice as He stretched out those hands and took the punishment I deserved. His hands were pierced instead of mine. He was the one ridiculed and beaten instead of me. Those precious hands ran red as the life-giving fluid was poured out for me.

But that’s not the end of the story.

In God’s word, we see how Jesus defeated Satan and death. Proving once and for all His hands are mighty to save.

He commissioned His disciples to carry on the work of His hands. That command hasn’t changed. Now it’s His people who reach out their hands in His name. We are called to personify love in action, serving and sharing; reaching out and sometimes rebuking; comforting and consoling; protecting and proclaiming—and always loving and forgiving.

Today, take some time to reflect and recommit to being God’s hands—touching the untouchables and encouraging a dark world to refocus on God’s light.

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Edie Melson About Edie Melson

Edie Melson—author, blogger, speaker— is the author of numerous books. She’s encouraged and challenged audiences across the country and around the world in person and on the web. Connect with her on www.EdieMelson.com and on Twitter.

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