A hand. Open. Reaching. Inviting.
Because touch? It’s powerful. It connects. It reminds. It heals. It says, I see you. I am here. Sometimes, that’s all we need. To know we’re not alone.
Jesus touched the ones no one else would. The ones others avoided, ignored, and kept at a distance. He moved toward, not away. Because love gets close. Love reaches out.
And his hands? They held both scars and love. A testament that presence, connection and touch—changes everything.