“See, I have written your name on the palms of my hands.”
Our names are written the palms of his hands- the nail-scarred hands that were wounded for us. Our name is what others call us, how we are identified. If our names are written on the hands of Christ, when the nails pierced His hands as he was crucified, does our old identity, our old name, not also die with Him?
“Those who belong to Christ Jesus have nailed the passions and desires of their sinful nature to his cross and crucified them there.”
We write things on our hands so we will remember. As the soldiers and those who had one accepted Jesus screamed in anger as he hung on the cross, He had remembered what He had come to earth. “Forgive them, for they know not what they do.” Jesus saw our humanity and did not look at us with condemnation or hopelessness but with compassion. he is the hope that the hopelessness of humanity needs. To remember something does not mean that you’ve forgotten it. To remember is to again be faced with something you already know. When Jesus was crucified, our old identity- the identity of hopelessness, fear, doubt, etc.- was crucified with Him. He took on all of our sin and all of our shame and all of our pain so that only the hope of the cross and his unending grace would remain.
May we always remember all that Christ has done for us and the glory He deserves. May we remain in the new identity we have in Christ Jesus. May we walk forward in boldness and humility and leave any doubt, fear, or insecurity in the grave that Jesus conquered. Our names are written the palms of His hands because even in all of His glory, He remembered us. He chose us. He liberated us. He loves us. Remember what all He has done and remain in the promise of all He will do!