Real Faith

Thomas, like many, doubted that Jesus was resurrected. This morning in John 20:26-29 (KJV), I read, “And after eight days again his disciples were within, and Thomas with them: then came Jesus, the doors being shut, and stood in the midst, and said, ‘Peace be unto you.’ Then saith he to Thomas, ‘Reach hither thy finger, and behold my hands; and reach hither thy hand, and thrust it into my side: and be not faithless, but believing.’ And Thomas answered and said unto him, ‘My LORD and my God.’ Jesus saith unto him, ‘Thomas, because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed: blessed are they that have not seen, and yet have believed.’

You and I were not there to see the holes in His hands or the piercing in His side, yet we believe. We are blessed. We are believers. We have hope in the unseen. Most of the Christ followers of today will tell you that they do believe that He was crucified, died, was buried, and on the third day was resurrected and walked among the people.

To some, we sound like a bunch of crazy lunatics who believe in fairy tales.

Now, I’ve never seen the holes in His hands, and there has been a lot of debate on whether or not His hands or wrists were pierced. Many argue about whether or not He was pinned to a stake or a cross. Many ask if He was even real. We can debate. We can pridefully argue our view and become great theologians who are esteemed by the masses. Or, we can have a simple childlike faith which humbles the heart. It is through simple faith that keeps us from needing hard evidence like Thomas needed.

I see His evidence everyday. Call me a child! I see Him in the rising sun. The love of my family. The whisper of His kindness in my difficulties.


I see it in His joy I cannot find within the things of the world. The comfort that He brings when things are hard. He is my refuge. My Father. He is the strength that carries me. He is the purpose in life. It is He who humbles me. I know that He is there because He has changed my mind and softened my heart. His is my peace.

The Atheist wants proof, yet they never see it all around them. They too could be blessed. They too could find Him in so many different ways. They could be comforted. So many confessing Christ followers even fail to see His evidence. At times, I do too. Rather, I should say, “I fail to know His plan.” He is always still there. His Holy Spirit never leaves. This I know. He continues to live within me even in my darkest hours. What great joy the faith in He who was pierced for my transgressions brings. By His wounds, I am healed.

What great joy it is; believing in the unseen Christ. Having faith in His truth. Believing that He is our Lord. Understanding His whisper. He is the most evident man I have never physically seen. Not yet. But through His lovely creations, I already know much about Him.

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