The Christian Century

I’ve always loved the story of the skeptical disciple who did not at first believe that Jesus was back from the dead. I suspect there’s a bit of Thomas in us all.

It’s Easter evening, after dark. The disciples are gathered behind locked doors because they are afraid. At our house, I check our doors every night after everyone’s inside—main lock, dead bolt. When one of the kids comes in late and forgets to lock up, I scold that kid the next morning.