John 20:24-31 · Jesus Appears to Thomas
Let Me See Your Hands
John 20:24-31
Sermon
by Robert Allen
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A little boy, growing up in a community where his father served as a Methodist minister was outside playing. He was doing all of the things that a little boy does. He was climbing trees. He was swinging on the swing set and jumping out. He was rolling and playing with his dog. His mother called him for dinner and all of the family gathered at the table. His mother looked at him and said, "Young man, let me see your hands."

There was some rubbing of his hands on his blue jeans before he held his hands up. His mother looked at them and asked, "How many times do I have to tell you that you must wash your hands before you eat? When your hands are dirty, they have germs all over them and you could get sick. After we say the blessing, I want you to march back to the bathroom and wash your hands."

Everyone at the table bowed their heads and the father said the blessing. Then, the little boy got up and headed out of the kitchen. He stopped, then turned and looked at his mother and said, "Jesus and germs! Jesus and germs! That's all I ever hear around here and I haven't seen a one of them."

That is a humorous little story, but it does point out the fact that our hands can be an identifying characteristic. According to the F.B.I., every one of us has a different set of fingerprints. We are all different, yet we can be identified by our hands. And the same was true for Jesus. On that first Easter, Peter and John gathered with the other disciples in that upper room to talk about the empty tomb and the possibility of the resurrection. As they were talking, Jesus came and stood among them. They were frightened, but Jesus reassured them by showing them his hands and feet. How often had the disciples seen those hands of Jesus touch blind eyes so they could see? How often had they seen his hands bless little children? How often had they seen him reach out hands and lift the cripple up and say, "Walk." They saw the hands of Jesus and they knew that he was resurrected from the dead.

However, two disciples were absent from the upper room. Judas was dead and Thomas had slipped off to be alone in his grief over the crucifixion of Jesus. King George V must have been like Thomas because he said, "If I have to suffer, let me be like a well-bred animal ... Let me go and suffer alone."

Thomas had slipped off alone to grieve the death of Jesus. Consequently, Thomas was not with the other disciples in the upper room when Jesus appeared among them on that first Easter. When the other disciples told Thomas of the resurrection, he refused to believe. Thomas said: "You've all been through a great deal of stress. You were simply hallucinating."

"But it's true!" the disciples said, "It is true!"

And Thomas replied: "I can't believe what you're saying. Unless I see in his hands the print of the nails, I will not believe."

One week later, on the first Sunday after Easter, Thomas received his proof. The disciples, including Thomas, were gathered in the upper room when Jesus appeared in their midst. Jesus knew what was in Thomas' heart and he said: "Thomas, if it's proof you want, look at my hands ... look where the nails have been." Thomas was overwhelmed. His skepticism and doubt were gone. He fell to his knees and said: "My Lord and my God."

Fanny Crosby, in one of her hymns wrote:

I shall know him, I shall know him,
And redeemed by his side I shall stand,
I shall know him, I shall know him.
By the print of the nails in his hand.

Today, as we look with Thomas at the hands of Jesus, there are three things which I believe his hands say to us.

I. The Hands Of Jesus Remind Us Of His Suffering.

In our society, we believe that the punishment we give to convicted criminals should not be cruel or inhumane. However, the Romans worked at making their punishment cruel. The victim of a crucifixion literally died a thousand deaths. And so it was with Jesus on the cross. He suffered and died at the hands of the Roman soldiers. Whenever we doubt that suffering, all we have to do is look at his hands. It is his hands which remind us of the suffering he experienced.

I read a story recently about a little boy who sat staring at his mother's hands. Finally, he asked, "Mama, why are your hands so ugly?" The mother was quiet for a moment. Then, she said, "Jason, one day when you were almost three years old, you were playing in the backyard. Some older boys in the neighborhood were playing with matches in the alley. They built a fire and left it burning when they left. You toddled up to the fire and fell. The flames caught your shirt on fire. I heard you screaming. I rushed out of the house. I beat the flames out with my hands. You were scarcely burned, but my hands were burned and scarred terribly. That's why my hands are so ugly."

The little boy looked up at his mother with a smile on his face and said, "Mama, your hands aren't ugly, they're beautiful."

A poet, looking at the hands of Jesus, wrote:

They nailed those beautiful, blessed hands
To the cruel, bitter cross,
And there in agony untold,
He bore our shame and loss.

Beautiful hands of Jesus!
I hope someday to see.
Those wonderful, loving, nail-scarred hands
That were pierced on Calvary.

It is the hands of Jesus which remind us that the cross of Calvary was no picnic. Jesus went to that cross and suffered. Isaiah wrote of the Messiah, "He was wounded for our transgressions; he was bruised for our iniquities." Whenever we doubt that Jesus suffered at the cross, all we have to do is look at his hands. The print of the nails will remind us that "He was wounded for our transgressions."

II. The Hands Of Jesus Remind Us Of His Love.

I read a story by Leslie Flynn who told of a small boy being raised in a frontier city by his grandmother. One night the house catches on fire. The grandmother, trying to rescue the boy who was asleep in the bedroom upstairs, is overcome by the smoke and dies in the fire. This frontier city doesn't have much of a fire department. A crowd gathers around the house and they hear a small boy crying out for help. The lower floor is a wall of flames and no one seems to know what to do. Suddenly, a man pushes through the crowd and begins climbing an iron drainage pipe which runs to the roof. The pipe is hot from the fire, but he makes it to a second floor window. The man crawls through the window and locates the boy. With the crowd cheering encouragement, the man climbs back down the hot iron pipe with the boy on his back and his arms around his neck.

A few weeks later, a public meeting was held to determine in whose custody the boy would be placed. Each person wanting the child would be allowed to make a brief statement. The first man said, "I have a farm and would give the boy a good home. He would grow up on the farm and learn a trade."

The second person to speak was the local school teacher. She said, "I am a school teacher and I would see to it that he received a good education." Finally, the banker said, "Mrs. Morton and I would be able to give the boy a fine home and a fine education. We would like him to come and live with us." The presiding officer looked around and asked, "Is there anyone else who would like to say anything?" From the back row, a man rose and said, "These other people may be able to offer some things I can't. All I can offer is my love." Then, he slowly removed his hands from his coat pockets. A gasp went up from the crowd because his hands were scarred terribly from climbing up and down the hot pipe. The boy recognized the man as the one who had saved his life and ran into his waiting arms.

The farmer, teacher and the banker simply sat down. Everyone knew what the decision would be. The scarred hands proved that this man had given more than all the others. The scarred hands spoke of his love for the boy. Today, there are many things which are vying for our love and attention. Young and old alike are challenged by the call of money, pleasure, fame and a host of other interests. But let us never forget that down the corridors of time walks one who, by merely raising his hands, reminds us of his claim upon us. Those hands were pierced by nails. Those hands were a sign of recognition to the disciples. Those hands are a reminder that there is one who loves us.

III. The Hands Of Jesus Remind Us That We Are Called To Act On Our Faith.

Thomas had doubts about the resurrection when he heard the stories of the disciples. His doubts were clear and he said to the disciples, "Unless I see his hands myself ... I will not believe." Thomas was full of doubts and had his mind closed to everything until he was confronted with the risen Christ. Jesus looked at Thomas and said, "Thomas, if it's proof that you want, look at my hands, touch the wounds and stop your doubting."

Thomas looked at the hands and knew that action was needed. Instead of touching the wounds, Thomas fell to the ground and said, "My Lord and my God." Sometimes, you have to discard your doubts and act on faith. You may have some lingering doubts. You may have some unanswered questions. You may have some things which will remain a mystery. But, like Thomas, we sometimes reach that point where we need to translate our doubts into acts of faith.

Several years ago, my wife made me a little banner. It was a short little phrase that I like. Whenever I am facing a difficult situation or wondering which way I should go, I look up from my desk and read the words on that banner: "Faith is walking to the edge of all the light you have and taking one more step."

Faith is coming to that point where we are standing on the edge of doubt and we can see no clear path ahead, but we go on in faith. We go on in spite of doubts. We go on in the faith that God is with us. When the history of this century is written, there will be the names of many prominent men and women. However, there is one name that I believe will be forever remembered -- and that is Winston Churchill.

Hitler had conquered Europe and was on the verge of conquering England. Churchill had doubts that England would be able to survive, but he could not permit his doubts to show. His task was to rally the British Empire and help the British people to act to save themselves. With a marvelous ability to lead and inspire people with his words, Churchill helped to translate the doubts of the British people into acts of faith. On one occasion, Churchill said:

"When I look back on the perils which we have already overcome, and upon the great mountain waves through which the ship has been driven, when I remember all that has gone right, I am encouraged to feel we need not be afraid that the tempest will overcome us. Let it roar. Let it rage. We shall come through."

I think the Lord must have loved Winston Churchill. He translated his doubts into actions of faith. He helped his people see beyond the doubts in their minds and begin acting on the faith and hope of overcoming the storm.

Doubts are a reality in our lives. We all have occasional doubts. We all have questions which need answers. We would all like to have absolute proof. But, sometimes, we need to respond as Thomas did. We need to look at the hands of Jesus Christ and act on our faith by falling on our knees and saying as he did: "My Lord and my God. "

Are you ready to act on your faith? Are you ready to take one more step into the unknown future with faith in Jesus Christ?

Prayer: O God, in these moments, lead us to open our hearts, our lives and our souls to the risen Christ. In his name. Amen.

CSS Publishing Company, His Finest Days: Ten Sermons for Holy Week and the Easter Season, by Robert Allen