Our eyes drink in the world around us, but our brains develop filters so that we actually see only the necessary things. In their conversation on the road to Emmaus, I imagine the two disciples sifting carefully through what they have seen.
Thomas discerns what neither Mary Magdalene nor the other disciples did: that Jesus is both “my Lord and my God.” I wonder if we need to explore more seriously Thomas’s approach to faith. We sing “We Walk by Faith and Not by Sight,” but what is wrong with walking by both?
This Colossians reading is one of those distilled, cryptic passages that draws us into so much more than we can imagine. Such verses expand our capacity to wonder and give praise. They invite us into God’s mystery.
As the ballplayer struck out with two on and two out, the stadium rang with bitter boos. I confess that I booed along with the rest. How does a crowd turn from shouts of joy to cries of murder in such a short span?
God calls us out of the metaphorical tombs in which we are buried: addiction, hopelessness, guilt. But I believe God also calls us out of the tangible tombs of entrenched poverty, poor education, and limited opportunity.