"So the other disciples told him, 'We have seen the Lord.' But he said to them, '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.' "
Thought:
Let me see. We all like to see things that are new and different.
Elements in our life that bring and exclamation point or period to the sentence of our life or situation. When we
gaze at art, our wonder ranges from what must the artist seen, or experienced or felt. What it must be like to
see music. We can hear music, but how fascinating it would be to see it. Before I went to Israel, I knew it was
there, but I wanted to see it. When I visited the Holocaust Museum in Israel, I knew about the lives that were lost,
but the scope of the tragedy did not hit me until I saw a tree planted for each person who lost their life. I was
not truly touched until I saw a flicker of thousands of lights, the reflection of one of seven candles, in a dark
room, representing the children killed in the holocaust. Seeing not only touched me, but it swallowed me whole.
Prayer:
Gracious God, it was as though Christ knew what it was that Thomas truly needed. And from the need, came the action, the meeting of Thomas and Jesus. Lord I ask that you allow me to be aware enough to be swallowed by my encounter with Christ. I too need Your experience in my life, just as Thomas, but who am I to ask? I know You say by being Your child this makes me one to be cherished, but I still have lingering feelings that are either humility or unworthiness or even doubt. Help me to have my head and heart meet. Thank You for all that You have done in my life and all You will continue to do, for ask this through Christ, my Lord and Savior. Amen.