"Unless I see the nail marks in his hands and put my finger where the nails were, and put my hand into his side, I will not believe. Then Jesus said to Thomas, ‘Put your finger here and look at My hands. Reach out your hand and put it into My side. Stop doubting and believe.’” John 20:28
This scene…this story…this Savior. As we peer in to this group of mourners we must remember that they had previously experienced the death of their teacher…their mentor…their friend. They had imagined that He would be with them for the rest of their lives. But their self-made family now sat there without their leader…Jesus had formed this little family and now it lay in shambles. Suddenly a few of them entered with the unbelievable news that Jesus was brought back to life and still lived. Thomas couldn’t stand his heart to be ripped open again, so he marked his claim that unless he could touch the scars of the nails he wouldn’t believe. And eight days later as the group was locked behind their door Jesus appeared and opened His arms to invite Thomas to touch the scar.
Christ is still opening His arms inviting us to touch the scar. We come to Him covered with our own scars wondering if we can ever be healed. We bring our wounds to Him not fully believing that He can resurrect our own dead things in our lives. Is your scar a past decision that left you with regrets? Is your scar the death of a loved one you just can seem to accept? Is your scar a broken relationship…a prodigal child…a shattered heart? Jesus knew that with just one touch Thomas would believe. Jesus knows that with just one touch our hearts can be healed, ministries will be born, marriages can be reconciled. With just one touch we can believe that God can bring justice where injustice seems to triumph. With just one touch we can believe that the impossible is possible and what feels permanent is only temporal.
There is beautiful song that reminds me of how powerful one touch can be when our scars meet the scars of our Savior. Because of His scars we are healed and have the promise of a perfect heaven in place of our imperfect world. I pray you will include this song today as you meditate on the Lord.
“Here at the end of me
You are my victory
I'm trading my scars
For all that You are
For just one touch” Just One Touch, Kim Walker-Smith
You are my victory
I'm trading my scars
For all that You are
For just one touch” Just One Touch, Kim Walker-Smith
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