Hand Him Your Hands

It was such a simple act but it had a significant meaning the Disciples had no idea what the Lord Christ was gleaning they had witnessed His death with their own eyes and could not grasp the concept that He would still be alive the Disciples thought He was a ghost and were very confused the silence was then pierced by the words that Jesus did use "peace unto you", was what He did say "peace unto you", were the words He said that day He did not come at them with the spirit of condemnation He came with forgiveness and the offer of salvation He came to give them the power of hope over their despair He came to let them know that God will always be near the Lord Christ showed them the power in His righteous hands He showed them the nail marks that were a result of His enemies plans He spoke to Thomas that day and told him to rebuke that spirit of doubt For I am standing before you, now let your belief system win out He died for us so that we may again have eternal life His helping hands nailed to the cross, the ultimate sacrifice from the murky waters of sin and the mired mud of death He looked beyond our sins when He gave His last breath those nail pierced hands that had for the people broken bread those nail pierced hands that were always spirit-led those nail pierced hands that put many miracles into place those nail pierced hands full of God's mercy and grace with a head to hear, a heart to love and holding out our hands to serve it's our total faith, belief and devotion that our Savior deserves on a cold December night at the time of my birth my grandmother was the instrument that brought me onto this earth I was a breach baby and I would have surely died if my grandmother had not done what was needed for me to survive she was an unschooled midwife but possessed a wealth of common sense she knew to sterilize her hands so in scalding water them she rinsed she reached inside my mother's womb and turned me around it was at that precise moment that my true destiny was handed down and until the day she died she worn those scars on her hands a reminder that my very existence was a part of God's master plan she handed Him her hands to give me the breath of life and as a result today I'm pastor, a true disciple of the Lord Christ so hand Him your hands, let your faith become bold hand Him your hands and welcome others into the fold hand Him your hands, it's time for our hope to be rebuilt hand Him your hands and receive the spirit to help and to heal