Last week during our chapel service at school, one of our teachers was reading a book about Jesus’ adult life. The book was all about the places he went and the miracles he performed. One of the pages had a picture of Jesus from the back, with his hands stretched out. Sitting next to me was one of my precious boys, listening intently. The words on the page described Jesus healing blind eyes, making the lame walk and healing deaf ears. The little boy looks over at me and says, out loud and NOT quietly, “Wow! Jesus had some BIG hands!” My heart soared and honestly, I almost started crying. I wanted to scream out “yes, yes he does have big hands!”
So often I think adults forget how big his hands are. We sing “He’s got the Whole World in His Hands” as a children’s song, never acknowledging the words and letting them sink into our hearts. We speak so often about how God created this whole world – he spoke and it was (Genesis 1). His HANDS formed us – even knitted us together(Psalms 139). Jesus touched people. He touched the untouchable, the unwanted, the unworthy. He touched the sick, the wounded, the dead. HIS HANDS held the weight of his body on a cross, for OUR sins. His HANDS were the proof to the skeptical. Now, his holy spirit reaches out through us to do the very same – heal, love, touch.
Every time I think about the wonder in that little boys eyes as he spoke those words, I tear up. I want to be just as amazed at Jesus’ hands. I want to marvel at all they created, touched, and reached. I want to marvel at all they are doing today and all they will do in the days to come. It may be that he was looking only at the picture in the book, but in my heart I believe he was amazed that Jesus could do all those things with his hands. Either way, it was touching.
(Mark 10:14)When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.”
Much love and Many Blessings