Friday, February 1st, '19
All rights reserved © message by Kris Jackson
IN THE HANDS OF A MAN
his hands before the multitude, saying, I am innocent of the blood of this just
person" (Matthew 27:24)
Spread out your two hands. Stretch your fingers
wide, palms facing up. Are those hands big enough to lay hold of the Almighty?
That seems a preposterous question but there are at least three ways in which
the "high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity" can fit in human palms.
First, consider God in the hands of a man. Jacob wrestled with the
pre-incarnate Christ. Hosea said of Jacob, "by his strength he had power with
God: yea, he had power over the angel, and prevailed..." (Hosea 12:3,4). That
defines the angel as what theologians call a theophany or Christophany. The
angel said, "Let go of me", and Jacob fired back, "I will not let you go,
unless you bless me" (Genesis 32:26). Faith held eternity in check. The Second
Person of the Godhead could not move until Jacob's prayer of faith was
answered, hence, God in the hands of a man. Paul urged, "Fight the good fight
of faith, lay hold on eternal life..." (1 Timothy 6:12) Holy boldness doesn't
just touch the hem of His garment, it grabs hold with both fists and will not
let go. Moses grabbed hold of God as an intercessor and hindered Him from
moving against Israel in judgment. If not so then what are these words from
Jehovah's lips, "Now therefore let me alone" (Exodus 32:10)?
Second, let's go to Acts. There we see God through
the hands of a man. Fresh out of jail, Peter and John led a corporate
prayer meeting, imploring heaven that by "stretching forth thine hand to
heal...signs and wonders may be done by the name of thy holy child Jesus" (Acts
4:30). God was "in" Jacob's hands but He worked "through" the apostles' hands.
Jesus promised, "...they shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover"
(Mark 16:18). Look at your open palms again. He is in our hands working through
our hands. I think of an old statue of Jesus in France after World War II. Its
concrete hands had been blown off by Nazi shelling. Instead of repairing the
statue they just put a plaque beneath it that read, "He has no hands but ours".
Ever thought of lending God a hand?
Lastly, consider God on the hands of a man. Pontius
Pilate has God on his hands. What to do with Jesus? That is the question every
man must ask. All things are open and naked before the eyes of him "with whom
we have to do" (Hebrews 4:13). We have to do with Jesus. We cannot simply sweep
the Almighty under the rug. Pilate's wife warned him, "Have nothing to do with
that just man" (Matthew 27:19). But you can't have "nothing to do" with Jesus.
He will not be ignored. The elephant in the room of each heart is the Jesus
question. The only way to get God off your hands is to get Him into your heart.
Pilate chose to pass the buck. He called for a basin of water and washed his
hands before the people, excusing himself, "I am innocent of the blood of this
just person". That is where we get the cliché of washing one's hands clean of responsibility,
but it takes more than a washtub to absolve duty. Look at your open palms one
more time before we close. God is too big to be washed off one's hands. A
decision has to be made. It is amazing how such enormity, such magnificence and
vastness as God can be cradled between human fingers, but He can. He was in
Jacob and Moses' hands, worked through the disciples' hands and was
stuck on Pilate's hands. What about ours?