John 20: 19-31
Last week we heard the resurrection
account from the Gospel of Mark.
Mark is the oldest of the Gospels as well as the least descriptive in
that there are no embellishments. Mark ends shortly after we hear about Jesus’
victory over the tomb without much fanfare. In the words of Dragnet’s Joe Friday Mark it’s ‘just the
facts ma’m, just the facts.’
Outside of next week when we will hear
the word proclaimed from Luke, the next six Sundays we will be focused on the
Gospel of John, which is clearly the most theologically imbued Gospel. It contains a high “Christology”
meaning that Jesus is already portrayed throughout the Gospel as the risen Son
of God. I know, Christology,
right? It’s a seminary SAT word,
that’s used by seminary professors and their students who want to do well in
their classes. But that’s what
makes John such an endearing Gospel to read. Jesus say’s I am the vine and you are the branches, I am the
resurrection and the life, and I am the good shepherd. After reading the Gospel of John there
is no doubt that Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life.
When it was evening on that day, the first day of the week,
and the doors of the house where the disciples had met were locked for fear of
the Jews, Jesus came and stood among them and said, ‘Peace be with you.’ After
he said this, he showed them his hands and his side. Then the disciples
rejoiced when they saw the Lord. Jesus said to them again, ‘Peace be with you.
As the Father has sent me, so I send you.’ When he had said this, he breathed
on them and said to them, ‘Receive the Holy Spirit. If you forgive the sins of
any, they are forgiven them; if you retain the sins of any, they are retained.’
But Thomas (who was called the Twin), one of the twelve, was
not with them when Jesus came. 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.’
A week later his disciples were again in the house, and
Thomas was with them. Although the doors were shut, Jesus came and stood among
them and said, ‘Peace be with you.’ Then he said to Thomas, ‘Put your finger
here and see my hands. Reach out your hand and put it in my side. Do not doubt
but believe.’ Thomas answered him, ‘My Lord and my God!’ Jesus said to him,
‘Have you believed because you have seen me? Blessed are those who have not
seen and yet have come to believe.’
Now Jesus did many other signs in the presence of his
disciples, which are not written in this book. But these are written so that
you may come to believe that Jesus is the Messiah, the Son of God, and that
through believing you may have life in his name.
It’s too bad that Thomas didn’t have
this Gospel in his back pocket to pull out and read when he doubted that Jesus
was really, none other than his Jesus, now risen. Throughout time a lot has been written about this doubting
Thomas, who is somewhat an arrogant disciple. Many menacing sermons have been written about this Thomas
who had a few qualms about who Jesus really was. Was this man who claims to be
Jesus for real? So he had a few
doubts. Your doubts, my doubts,
Thomas’ doubts, ok...most of us have doubts at some time or another.
There is so much more that is happening
in this passage that begs our close reflection however. It still had not been twenty four hours
since Mary Magdalene stood weeping at the empty tomb and Jesus, disguised as
the gardener, appears to her. She
does as he requests and tells the disciples that she has seen her Lord. They didn’t know what to do and they
needed some time to process what had just happened over this particular
Passover.
A joyful procession, anxiety in
Jerusalem, an intimate meal, betrayal, denial, whipping and weeping, death and
then this resurrection. That was
their week. It is no wonder that
they are hole up in a house with the doors locked because of their disbelief at
everything that happened and their fears of a few religious leaders.
It’s through these locked up, shut up
tight, barred doors that Jesus appears the second time after his
resurrection. Seems to me this
would instill even more fear. They
thought they were secure behind closed doors but somehow they just weren’t able
to keep Jesus out. “Peace” he says, “Peace be with you”.
That familiar, strong and calming
voice. Perhaps it sounded like a
mother’s lullaby, or a favorite hymn from your childhood, or like a much loved
story told to you over and over even though you know the end, or even a voice
calling for the sea to stop raging.
It was calm. In those four
words, ‘Peace be with you’, Jesus is really saying, be still, be calm, relax,
let your fear and doubts melt away, let the wholeness of my love reside in your
heart. He is saying I am with
you. I will not fail you. Trust in me. I will walk next to you wherever you want and need to
go. I’ll be by your side even on
those roads that you really shouldn’t be going down. I’ll manage to get in when the doors have been closed.
Jesus shows them his wounds and again
says, “Peace be with you. God has
sent me, so now I’m sending you.”
He breathes on them and at once they are filled with the Holy
Spirit. Jesus gives them his
peace, he commissions them for greater work and he empowers them to go out and
do this work.
But alas, Thomas wasn’t there and we
know that second hand stories, particularly miraculous events kind of stories
never quite pull the same punch. A
week later when they all were gathered in that house again with the door shut,
at an opportune moment, Jesus comes to them. Thomas was with them this time with all of his doubts. Once more he says, “Peace be with
you.” He didn’t tell Thomas off,
or give him a good talking to, no reprimands, chastisements, or sarcasm. Simply he says, “Peace” like he did the
first time he came to the others and allows Thomas all the time and evidence
that he needs to come around and believe
As I understand this passage this
morning, this passage is not so much about Thomas. He’s human just like us. It’s really about Jesus. It’s about his tenacity to find us in our deepest, most
locked away places. Those places
where we shut him out rather than let him in. It is about his persistent love and his ability to be
incredibly patient with our human foibles, our less than desirable habits, or
our want or need to keep him at arms length. It is about Jesus loving us with grace through our
doubts. That’s the kind of Jesus I
want.
Just when the disciples didn’t know
what to do next after Jesus resurrection, they decide to stay behind a locked
door. Why take a chance on the unknown? It’s Jesus who comes to them. It’s Jesus who shows them what to do
next. It’s Jesus who lifts them up and instills the spirit within them. It’s Jesus who moves them from inaction
to action; he dissipates their inertia and readies them for service. I guess you never really know what goes
on behind closed doors.
Behind closed doors is a phrase that
gets kicked around a lot but I think we know them all too well. They are those
closed doors that we stand behind trembling with fear, hiding like an animal
from its predators.
We’ve all sat behind doors that have
shut out the world to our inner workings, the messy and fearful closets of our
souls. While it may seem ok at first, the door gets locked and then dead bolted
and then even we ourselves can’t get out.
It’s not a healthy or good place to be. Thank goodness God doesn’t let us alone but persistently and
consistently figures out how to enter in and grants us that peace which passes
all of our human intelligence and understanding. That’s the kind of God I want.
Once God gets in we are never left in
the same place. We are changed as
Anne Lamott reminds us in her book “Travelling Mercies”, “I do not understand
the mystery of grace, only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us
where it found us”.
God moves us. God readies us and equips us with the Holy Spirit to
worship, to live our lives faithfully, to witness love eternal and to serve
others and work towards justice and peace. True discipleship is risky business yet we must live our
faith courageously. May the doors
to this sanctuary, this sacred place swing wide open so that you can embrace
this broken world. If you need
ideas on what to embrace, I’ve got plenty.
May that same Spirit who was breathed
on the disciples behind their closed door light upon us to comfort and energize
us for whatever the future holds for we are an Easter people.
Amen.
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