Jesus said to him, "Thomas, because you
have seen Me, you have believed. Blessed are those who have not seen and yet
have believed." - John 20.29
When Jesus came into the room where the disciples were they were all not a little
surprised. When Thomas showed up a few days later the disciples said that they
had seen Jesus. It took Thomas eight days to get there, and when he did he
could not be convinced that it truly was Jesus until he not only saw Him, but
actually put his fingers in Jesus’ wounds.
So when Jesus arrived He offered Thomas a chance to do just
that – ‘Here, look at me and put your hands in my wounds.’
Then Thomas confessed ‘My Lord and my God.’
Jesus then said that Thomas was blessed for his belief, but
would have been more blessed if he had believed without seeing.
I hate it when I do that. I love the fact that God loves me
enough to help me believe, but I would love to just simply believe without the
signs and proofs. Peter wrote about the kind of joy that comes with that belief
– ‘whom having not seen you love. Though now you do
not see Him, yet believing, you rejoice
with joy inexpressible and full of glory.’
I can do okay when it comes
to salvation and knowing that I am saved, but it falls short when I need to
remember that He promised to be with me and take care of me and to be my
shepherd. So over and over again He has to do something to prove it to me.
I long for the day when I
can just believe Him without having to reach out and ‘touch the wounds.’
Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence
of things not seen.
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