Saturday, February 12, 2011

His Hands

A story is told that during the bombing of a city in World War II, a large statue of Jesus Christ was severely damaged. When the townspeople found the statue among the rubble, they mourned because it had been a beloved symbol of their faith and of God’s presence in their lives.
Experts were able to repair most of the statue, but its hands had been damaged so severely that they could not be restored. Some suggested that they hire a sculptor to make new hands, but others wanted to leave it as it was—a permanent reminder of the tragedy of war. Ultimately, the statue remained without hands. However, the people of the city added on the base of the statue of Jesus Christ a sign with these words: “You are my hands.” President Dieter F. Uchtdorf
How many times in life do we have the opportunity to be the saviors hands. How many times can we lift those that fall. Now the question is do we? Or do we just sit and watch as others are falling down for, who knows how many times that day. When we are baptised we promise to do just this;
9Yea, and are willing to mourn with those that mourn; yea, and comfort those that stand in need of comfort, and to stand as witness of God at all times and in all things, and in all places that ye may be in, even until death, that ye may be redeemed of God, and be numbered with those of the first resurrection, that ye may have eternal life.
God loves us. that is why he sent us here to live. Now lets not let him down but not doing what he asks of us. Jesus Christ is our savior. the Redeemer of the world.

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