Reading through the book of Leviticus might seem like a trip to an alien land. The elaborate instructions regarding proper sacrifices may strike us as unnecessarily detailed, perhaps even silly. Of course they were anything but silly to the people of God in Israel, who understood that their connection to God depended on the protection of their holiness before God. The sacrifices enact and maintain that desire for holiness–a human life appropriate for a Holy God.
One aspect of the animal sacrifices described in Exodus and Leviticus strikes me: the laying on of hands. ”You shall lay your hand on the head of the burnt offering, and it shall be acceptable in your behalf as atonement for you” (Leviticus 1:4). Laying hands on the sacrifice enacts the identification of the worshiper with the sacrifice. This animal’s life represents my life; my life now stands before you, O Lord, through this sacrifice. A hand on the head accomplishes this identification and seals the deal.
Laying on hands has enjoyed a rich history in the worship of God’s people. We note the practice at times of blessing, to confer bodily the sense of God’s power; at times of choosing, when leaders are set apart for ministries and empowered with God’s gifts. As we read through the Bible, note the times in which this laying on of hands occurs; each instance is important.
Last Sunday our church’s worship had a lot of hand-laying-on. At the baptism the pastor’s hand descended upon Penn’s (drenched) head, gently imparting a touch that signified and expressed the touch of God’s Spirit upon him. And hundreds of hands lay upon the heads of our newly-ordained officers (okay, some hands were on their heads, other hands were on their shoulders, and some were on the shoulders of others). But spiritually as well as bodily, the hands of many were on the heads of God’s servants: expressing both God’s and our own identification with these leaders, proclaiming the unfathomable mystery that the Spirit of God rests upon them, and embodying our faith that God will impart the gifts for their ministry through the Holy Spirit.
Come to think of it, there were lots of hands laid on this Sunday at church. A number of children were greeted by smiling, caring adults with a hand on the head–affection, not condescension. A few rowdy teenage boys received the sturdy hand-clasp behind the base of the neck, grips applied by men who remembered being rowdy boys themselves. And if you count pats on the head or shoulder during hugs of greeting, there were likely hundreds of hands laid on the head, or thereabouts, all sharing in the same function as the Biblically-attested, liturgically-fomalized laying on of hands: identification of one with another through the gesture of touch.
Is it too much to hope–to claim–that God’s Spirit dances among us and works through us as we lay on hands? Whether the connection is obvious and immediate–as with celebrating the sacrament of baptism or the ordination to ministry–or whether the connection is implicit–the love of the baptized for one another–it is fundamentally the same love we share, the same Spirit we claim and impart, the same God whose life we give and receive.
When we lay on hands in church–liturgically or informally–God’s touch enters our worship. And the identification we enact is not merely that of one human being with another; it is the infinitely more precious identification of God with each of us beloved children.
