My thoughts, for some reason, wandered to the apostle Thomas today, a guy who’s had the bad luck to be remembered primarily for the weakest moment of his life. Hence his lasting nickname, “Doubting Thomas.”
If you’re one of our younger readers, it’s fairly likely you don’t know who I’m talking about. So I’ll share a short passage from the Gospel of John, just after the resurrected Jesus has appeared to His apostles (John 20:24-29):
Now Thomas (called Dydymus¹), one of the Twelve, was not with the disciples when Jesus came. So the other disciples told him, “We have seen the Lord!”
But he said to them, “Unless I see the nail marks in his hands and put my finger where the nails were, and put my hand into his side, I will not believe it.”
A week later his disciples were in the house again, and Thomas was with them. Though the doors were locked, Jesus came and stood among them and said, “Peace be with you!” Then he said to Thomas, “Put your finger here; see my hands. Reach out your hand and put it in my side. Stop doubting and believe.”
Thomas said to him, “My Lord and my God!”
Then Jesus told him, “Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.”
Countless preachers have railed about Thomas’s doubting, but what’s impressed me about the story has always been Jesus’s graciousness. I have the feeling that if a medieval writer had composed the story, he’d have had Jesus appear in a blast of lightning, striking Thomas deaf, dumb and blind. Then he’d have Jesus declare, “Woe to him that doubteth. Those carnal senses in which he trusted, behold, they shall be taken from him forever, and he himself shall abide in eternal fire.” Continue reading Stand-up Thomas →
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