Saturday, April 26, 2014

2nd Sunday of Easter; John 20:19-31

Christ is risen!
            We call him “Doubting Thomas.”  I don’t know why he has forever been branded with that nickname while the other disciples remained unlabeled.  Certainly there’s no question that he doubted, even refused to believe the testimony of his brother disciples; but, after all, Peter denied Jesus but we don’t call him “Denying Peter.”  Judas betrayed our Lord but we rarely call him, “Betraying Judas.”  But poor Thomas is still lying in his grave, awaiting the resurrection with the label “Doubting Thomas.” 
            But maybe he deserves it, maybe the moniker “Doubting Thomas” is even charitable.  After Jesus had appeared to the other ten disciples in that locked room, Thomas didn’t respond to their testimony by saying, “Now I highly doubt that.  That seems to be a bit preposterous,” leaving room for a glimmer of hope.  No, he boldly proclaims, “Unless I see in his hands the mark of the nails, and place my finger into the mark of the nails, and place my hand into his side, I will never believe.”  “I will never believe,” Thomas says.  He really couldn’t put it in stronger language than that.  “I will never believe unless I see the physical evidence, tangible proof.  I demand to see the wounds of the cross, and what’s more I want to stick my fingers into them.”  
            So, what was Thomas’ problem?  It was Thomas who had previously said, when Jesus was about to go back to back to the dangerous place of Bethany to raise Lazarus, “Let us also go, that we may die with Him.”  Thomas saw the nails driven through Jesus’ hands and feet, He saw the body of His Lord hanging on the tree, he beheld the cross stained with the blood of Jesus, he heard the testimony of the women, probably even saw the empty tomb.  He heard from Jesus Himself that it was absolutely necessary that the Son of Man be handed over into the hands of sinful men but on the third day rise.  So what was Thomas’ problem?  His problem is that he’s exactly like us.
            He’s known as Doubting Thomas; but perhaps we should call him Unbelieving Thomas.  But either way, for his doubting, for his unbelieving, for his hard-headedness, for his dyed-in-the-wool skepticism, we ought to give God eternal thanks because in Thomas we see ourselves.  In Thomas we see our error of insisting that our own experiences are what matter when measuring God’s love.  In Thomas we see how our Lord deals with our sinful unbelief, our insisting on seeing a tangible sign to prove God’s mercy instead of trusting in the comforting Word of the Lord.  In Thomas we see our faith that, at times, is a bruised reed and fainting wick.  For Doubting Thomas and for us seeing is believing.  We trust our eyes instead of our ears. 
            Like Thomas we count these things to be real: a body giving up the spirit, a dead Jesus on the cross, a freshly enclosed tomb.  We count as real our stresses in life, our frustrations at work, our dwindling bank accounts, our own hurts, sufferings, and pains.  These are the things we see and the temptation is to think that God’s holding out on us, doesn’t really love us, or He isn’t really a God of mercy.  For this we should repent.  Repent for coming up with our own litmus test to measure if God really loves you.  Repent for our self-centeredness.  Repent for not trusting what God has spoken to us when He promises that He loves us even unto death – trusting our eyes and ignoring what we hear from our Lord.
With our Lord, believing isn’t seeing.  We live by faith, not by sight – hearing the Words of Jesus and trusting in His Word of promise, not testing them against what we see and experience.  Faith is believing exactly the opposite of what we see.
That’s why we ought to give thanks for Thomas – he’s exactly like us – trusting his eyes, his experience, his senses over – and - above the testimony of Jesus that He would rise again after three days. 
Yet when Christ appears in that locked room the second time, He goes to Thomas and doesn’t chastise him for his doubt, Jesus doesn’t take him by the shirt and give him an angry shake for his skepticism, He doesn’t slap Thomas on the face for his unbelief.  The Lord simply reveals to Thomas His nail-pierced hands, shows him the handiwork left by the spear-wielding soldier.  Jesus goes to Thomas and the first words out of His mouth are words of absolution.  “‘Peace be with you.’  Then He said to Thomas, ‘Put your finger here, and see my hands; and put out your hand, and place it in my side.  Do not disbelieve, but believe.’”
And Thomas, moving his fingers over the Lord’s redeeming scars, believes.  He sees with the eyes of faith who Jesus really is.  His disbelief turns to faith.  His tongue which once spewed forth doubt in His Lord’s promise of death and resurrection now makes the great confession of John’s Gospel, “My Lord and my God.”
This is the way of the Lord, the way of grace and mercy.  He doesn’t leave Thomas crawling about blindly in his unbelief, but reaches out with those scarred hands and pulls Him in close to see Him by faith.  And so it is for you.
He takes your doubts and your fears and your shame and your bitterness and Jesus makes them His own.  And He takes His faith and His hope and His life and His joy and His glory and He makes them your own.  He doesn’t remove your outward troubles; He gives you something better: peace.   His peace.  The peace that flows from His cross and empty tomb to you.  He may leave in place your stresses, your frustrations, your diseases, your pains, your hurts, but He won’t leave your heart empty of His peace.  For that’s what He’s all about: giving to you the peace that surpasses all understanding, the kind of peace that knows that no matter how unfaithful you’ve been, God will never be unfaithful to you.  The kind of peace that knows that no matter how great your sin, Christ’s love and forgiveness is always greater.  The kind of peace that knows that no matter how bad this world may get at times, any suffering here isn’t worthy to be compared with the glory that will be revealed on the Last Day.  That’s the kind of peace Christ gives: peace of heart when surrounded by ten thousand enemies. 
As real as your doubts, hurts, frustrations, and fears seem to be, faith looks to Christ, beholds His wounds and says, “But the love, mercy, and peace of God is more real.  The blood that was shed on the cross for me is the greater reality.  The resurrection of Jesus for me is as tangible as it gets as His raised body and blood are placed on my tongue.  Those nail - pierced hands and punctured side of my Lord is for me so that His peace is given to me.  No matter what.”  
In Thomas we see ourselves.  We see our own unbelief, our own skepticism, our own putting the Lord to the test.  But in Thomas we see a doubter turned believer through the death and resurrection of Jesus.  We see a man blinded by His own unbelief to a man gifted with the faith to see Jesus as His Lord and God.  So it is for you.  Christ comes to you, not willing to take you by the shirt and shake you in anger, but to come into your midst and speaks a word of forgiveness and peace.  And He has, in your baptisms and through the words of the absolution.  He brings you peace through the proclamation of the Gospel and through His body and blood given and shed for you.  All gifts which flow from the cross.  So that the label that is placed on you isn’t doubter or unbeliever, but baptized, forgiven, and redeemed child of God.  Amen.

The peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, keep your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus unto life everlasting.  Amen.