Often, Jesus’s hands did the talking. They beckon us to pay attention.
Those hands. Vessels of creating, healing, comfort and validation
Those hands. Tools of force necessary to flip tables of sin and convict.
Those hands. Offered physical restoration to an enemy?
45-46 He got up from prayer, went back to the disciples and found them asleep, drugged by grief. He said, “What business do you have sleeping? Get up. Pray so you won’t give in to temptation.”
47-48 No sooner were the words out of his mouth than a crowd showed up, Judas, the one from the Twelve, in the lead. He came right up to Jesus to kiss him. Jesus said, “Judas, you would betray the Son of Man with a kiss?”
49-50 When those with him saw what was happening, they said, “Master, shall we fight?” One of them took a swing at the Chief Priest’s servant and cut off his right ear.
51 Jesus said, “Let them be. Even in this.” Then, touching the servant’s ear, he healed him. (Luke 22)
Who does that?
His hands still spoke for the Kingdom of Heaven when he was being bound by powers of an earthly one. But at that moment, he didn’t seek to restore himself. He sought to restore someone else.
Even his disciples were unprepared for what his hands said to the Chief Priest’s servant in this dark and vulnerable place. While they were focused on death, He was focused on life. Jesus touched the ear of an enemy and had the last word.
The implications are not lost on me. How does the language of his hands speak to the ways I seek to interact with those in my path? Do my hands clench up quickly in a position ready to destroy or do I keep them open as a position of offering myself as a vessel of Jesus’s touch?
May Jesus mold my hands into the posture of his.
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E. Adams Wright says
“May Jesus mold my hands into the posture of his.” Amen. Amen. Amen.