As we hear of your selfless sacrifice and overwhelming compassion, our hearts swell with gratitude and happiness. I am deeply impressed by the way our Church members extend themselves to others. On this beautiful Easter morning, our thoughts and hearts are drawn to Him-the Hope of Israel and the Light of the World.Īs we emulate His perfect example, our hands can become His hands our eyes, His eyes our heart, His heart. That is what He did during His mortal life it is what He would be doing if He were living among us today and it is what we should be doing as His disciples and members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
He loved the humble and the meek and walked among them, ministering to them and offering hope and salvation. And He always talked with, never down to, people. When I think of the Savior, I often picture Him with hands outstretched, reaching out to comfort, heal, bless, and love.
There is a profound lesson in this story. 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.” We Are the Hands of Christ Ultimately, the statue remained without hands. 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. 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.Įxperts were able to repair most of the statue, but its hands had been damaged so severely that they could not be restored. A story is told that during the bombing of a city in World War II, a large statue of Jesus Christ was severely damaged.
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