I was sitting in church on Sunday listening to the pastor talk about Jesus appearing to the disciples and how Thomas did not believe until he could see with his own eyes.
Until he put could touch the scars with his hand.
We call him Doubting Thomas. But what about Peter? Do we call him Denying Peter?
No, we don’t. Because we know Peter went on to do great things.
But, let’s not forget that Thomas was willing to go back to Judea with Jesus when Lazarus died. And the Jews had tried to stone Jesus in Judea some time earlier. (See John chapter 11.)
In verse 16 it says,
Thomas was willing to die with Jesus. Yet, we refer to him as Doubting Thomas. He was not a one-dimensional disciple.
The pastor talked about talked about how sometimes it is hard to believe things that sound too good to be true…like Jesus rising from the dead. The disciples knew he’d been crucified.
They knew he’d been buried in the tomb.
They knew he was DEAD.
So when someone said they had seen the risen Lord, Thomas had some doubts.
I can’t really blame him. I would probably have doubts too.
Sometimes I just can’t accept the fact that things are the way they are…because of past experiences.
Because of things I THINK I KNOW.
Because it just sounds too good to be true.
Just after the homily ended and we had stood for up I looked over and saw a little boy about 2 years old, get his mom’s attention and point out that he had a boo boo on his arm.
She kissed it.
And you could see that all was well.
It was OK.
Things were good.
That little boy never doubted that a kiss from his mom would make things alright.
And I never have to doubt that HE can make things right in my life.
We talk of childlike faith…that is what I want. No doubts. No fear. No worry.
I want to be one that can believe without seeing…a faith like the little boy in church.
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