Why leave the scars on Jesus’ hands? The piercing mark in his side? Aside from clearing up the “Doubting Thomas” debacle, I didn’t give this much thought until recently. Sure, God could’ve wiped them clear and brought Christ back to life squeaky clean and blemish free. But he didn’t. Is there another reason?
God has been showing me that those scars – those ugly, awful, painful reminders – are actually beautiful. They are uniquely shaped and colored as a symbol of Jesus’ struggle. Did you catch that? Jesus struggled.
Just like you. Just like me. Just like every single person who ever walked this earth.
He understands. The solution to the struggle is the same for all of us – SURRENDER. The struggle is ultimately between what I want and what God wants. His will? Or mine?
That’s what Jesus fought harder than the physical torment of a criminal’s death. He cried out for any other way! See Luke 22:39-46. In verse 44, Jesus literally struggled to the point of bursting capillaries and sweating blood! And that, my friends, is an intense struggle against your father!
But again, why leave the scars?
Maybe we are to be reminded that Jesus had a hard life too. It’s easy to see the miracles, the carefree, the successes. Sometimes that’s all we see looking outwardly on others. It’s easy to fall into comparison traps, errr joy-stealers. We forget that there are often struggles and failures we know nothing about.
Maybe we are learning that the struggle unites us. We can empathize with one another instead of trying to explain everything. We learn to be humble no matter the circumstances.
Maybe we are learning to accept that being made perfect in Christ’s image looks different on everyone. We might not like the scars, but they are a beautiful part of who we become. Learning to love what makes us “us” gives others permission to do the same.