Hands On...

We are working on a big book at work. It is for an organization that serves people. And families. We have printed it for years. And with all the technology out there, nothing can finish the job short of "hands on" collating. There are lots of options but there is no way to actually produce the final product without each book being touched by human hands and finished.

Now believe me, I have whined enough to know that there is no other option than to work book by book, tab by tab until the job is finished. Hands on. Each book. No exceptions. As I stood over the large task today, I started thinking... what if Jesus had whined about the "hands on" task at hand?

Instead, He became flesh and walked among us. Us. The sinners of the world that had no hope short of a "hands on" job. Hands that turned the water into wine. Hands that healed the lame. Hands that brushed the eyes of the blind and gave them sight. Hands that touched the leper when no one else would. Hands that drew a line in the sand. Hands that held the little children. Hands that lifted Peter from the water. Hands that washed the feet of His followers. Hands that carried His own cross.

Those Hands had options. But He chose to touch each life. Hands on. No exceptions. Every life given the choice of eternal life. Each life's experiences being filtered through the loving hands of the Father. Outstretched hands pierced for our transgressions. Hands touched by a doubter in His resurrected state. Reaching through walls to comfort His disciples. 

Those Hands can still lift your chin to see His face. They can still wrap around you in Peace that passes all understanding. They can comfort and they can protect. Reach out and grab hold... you are a "Hands on" job in progress...

Then he said to Thomas, 

“Put your finger here; see my hands. 

Reach out your hand and put it into my side. 

Stop doubting and believe.” 

 John 20:27