Easter Monday

Caravagio

 Doubting Thomas.

Every time I hear that phrase I think of another day with Thomas.  

Upon hearing that Lazarus was dying, Jesus waited 4 days, then turned his face toward Jerusalem. 

 John 11:8  His disciples say unto him, Master, the Jews of late sought to stone thee; and goest thou thither again?

John 11:16 Then said Thomas, which is called Didymus, unto his fellowdisciples, Let us also go, that we may die with him.

Let's make mention of this Thomas.

St. Thomas the Apostle

- by Malcolm Guite

“We do not know… how can we know the way?”
Courageous master of the awkward question,
You spoke the words the others dared not say
And cut through their evasion and abstraction.
Oh doubting Thomas, father of my faith,
You put your finger on the nub of things
We cannot love some disembodied wraith,
But flesh and blood must be our king of kings.
Your teaching is to touch, embrace, anoint,
Feel after Him and find Him in the flesh.
Because He loved your awkward counter-point
The Word has heard and granted you your wish.
Oh place my hands with yours, help me divine
The wounded God whose wounds are healing mine.