By Rev. Kurt Condra
Doubting Thomas, the only disciple to miss the moment when Jesus shows his scars after resurrection, is like the co-worker who skips out on important meetings then expects everyone else to wait while he gets up to speed. Even after his colleagues unanimously declare they had seen the Lord, he cops an attitude: "Unless I see the mark of the nails in his hands, and put my finger in the mark of the nails and my hand in his side, I will not believe."
Thomas gets my vote for most obnoxious apostle.
Jesus, of course is more forgiving, and a week later provides Thomas with the proof he needs to believe.
I appreciate that. Especially in moments when I stubbornly hold to skepticism and unbelief. Jesus' willingness to re-enact the scene just for Thomas reminds me that proof of divine presence is always within reach, if we let our hearts be touched by it.
Thomas' belief substantiated, Jesus said, "Have you believed because you have seen me?" Blessed are those who have not seen and yet come to believe."
Contemporary application: Blessed are those who give witness to love's emergence where there's ample evidence to the contrary. They see abundance and generosity restoring a Parisian cathedral. They see compassion and understanding healing the people of Sri Lanka.
So when the skeptical voices overwhelm, open your heart to the life-giving warmth of morning's sunbeams, or the reassuring comfort of a friend's embrace. Delight in the sweet fragrance of spring blooms, or the freshness of a gentle breeze. Be inspired by the captivating radiance of a child's exuberance, or the profuse explosion of spring's emergence.
Let doubt be your doorway to greater awareness of the ever-present blessings of life.