I’ve been thinking a lot about President Uchtdorf’s General Conference talk from several years ago entitled “You Are My Hands.” In it, President Uchtdorf tells a story of a statue of Christ that is damaged during World War II, and though the statue was partially repaired, the hands were so severely damaged that they could not be restored. Instead of replacing the hands, the townspeople placed a sign at the bottom of the statue that read “you are my hands.” The idea is that we are here to be instruments in God’s hands, and to do the work that Christ would do if He were here walking among us today.
This meditation hit full-force when we sang “I Know that My Redeemer Lives” in church yesterday. That’s always been one of my favorite hymns – it’s a source of comfort, of healing, and of peace. And as we sang that beautiful hymn, I found myself thinking of all of the ways that I could be doing the work of the Savior that are illustrated through that hymn. Clearly there are roles of the Savior that are exclusively His – I thankfully haven’t been asked to atone for the sins of all humankind – but I found myself penciling the lyrics to the song in a way that can illustrate my commitment to both follow Christ, and to be His hands to those around me.Read More