That’s How He Hurt His Hands

There is a great song by the group Nickel Creek that tells a wonderful but sad story. The 

song opens with a young boy bringing his mother a gift: Her very own roses grown in her 

garden. What she immediately notices is that in his desire to  give to her, he has been 

wounded by the thorns that buried themselves into his hands. The chorus states: 

    But she knew it was love 

    It was one she could understand 

    He was showing his love 

    And that’s how he hurt his hands.  

Children  have  a  loving  spirit  and  desire  to  give  gifts  to  show  that  love.  They  usually 

aren’t expensive and as was the case with the roses, sometimes cost the receiver more 

than the gift is worth monetarily. However, when it comes to the gift a child gives it really is 

the  thought  that counts. Those flowers  or  weeds  or rocks or  drawings  or even creepy-

crawly creatures are believed to be a wonderful tribute to the person they so loved. The 

children are showing their love...and often, it comes with a price.  

The same boy is later sitting on mom’s lap and as she reads the Bible he notices that the 

picture of Jesus shows a man with pierced hands and he points out that the man on the 

cross has scars on his hands. That man had looked down on a world that needed a Savior 

and he delivered it. As for the little boy seeing the picture:  

  But he knew it was love 

    It was one he could understand 

  He was showing his love 

  And that’s how he hurt his hands. 

That love Jesus had for us should compel us to show it to others. The young boy grows 

to be a young man and ultimately gives his life for a friend as they served in the military 

overseas. The sacrificial mindset had not left him and those who saw his sacrifice, well... 

   They knew it was love 

    It was one they could understand 

    He was showing his love 

  And that’s how he hurt his hands.  

Scripture reminds us that we love because He first loved us (1 John 4:19). Since Christ 

gave  sacrificially  in  the  way  He  loved us,  will  we  choose to  love  in  that  same way the 

people  who  are  around  us?  Stanley  Johnson  from  Moulton,  Alabama  once  said,  “A 

sacrifice isn’t a sacrifice until it hurts.” People will know and be inspired when you love 

sacrificially.

Ben

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