A little girl once asked her mother, who had a withered hand, how it came to be deformed.
She replied that it had occurred when she had rescued that little girl from a fire in her crib. “It was for you, my child,” she said, “that this poor hand suffered.”
To some it might have appeared unsightly, but from that time on to that loving daughter it was a beloved token of her mother’s love.
Christ “endured the cross, despising the shame” (Hebrews 12:2), but Christ made it a thing of glory (1 Corinthians 1:18). Even in heaven the words of praise are, “Worthy is the Lamb that was slain” (Revelation 5:12).