As we all know, Resurrection Sunday just passed. I found myself enjoying each moment that I got to share the different details of the story with my children.
Their eyes grew big when I read about Judas betraying Jesus. They gasped when I read the part of Peter cutting off the ear of the soldier! When I read, with tears in my eyes, of when Jesus was beat, mocked and hung on the cross to die for us, they became very sad and when I told them the angel appeared at the tomb to tell the women He was gone, they almost literally cheered!
This is all new to them. They believe it and they want to understand it all.
On Sunday, as our pastor shared the story once again, I was moved by one part that stuck out to me like never before.
It was after Jesus had revealed himself to his disciples. You can read this in John 20 beginning in verse 19. A special disciple was not there when he came to them. It was Thomas. I am not sure where Thomas was but it says clearly in verse 24 that he was not there.
“One of the twelve disciples, Thomas (nicknamed the Twin), was not with the others when Jesus came.”
So, his friends tell him, “We have seen the Lord”. Thomas isn’t buying it. This is far too unbelievable for him. He precedes to tell them that he will not believe until he sees the wounds in Jesus hands, the wound in His side and even goes as far as to say he needs to put his hand in the wounds.
Thomas gets a bad reputation nowadays for this. I grew up knowing I wanted to never be a “doubting Thomas” as my Sunday school teachers and church leaders called him. But, I missed a very important part of the story.
We read on in John 20: 26;
26 Eight days later the disciples were together again, and this time Thomas was with them. The doors were locked; but suddenly, as before, Jesus was standing among them. “Peace be with you,” he said. 27 Then he said to Thomas, “Put your finger here, and look at my hands. Put your hand into the wound in my side. Don’t be faithless any longer. Believe!”
28 “My Lord and my God!” Thomas exclaimed.
29 Then Jesus told him, “You believe because you have seen me. Blessed are those who believe without seeing me.”
While our pastor read this I leaned over to my husband and with tears in my eyes and a shaky voice I said, “Isn’t that just like a Father? He knew just what his child needed and he came JUST for Thomas, to provide it.”
You see, Jesus knew exactly who Thomas was. He knew him inside and out. He knew how he processed things in his mind, how we handled emotions and his feeling, and He knew exactly how Thomas would react to the news.
Being the perfect Father that He is, He came to his son when he was hurting, because let’s face it, I believe Thomas was grieving deeply at this time. The only one who could fill his soul and meet his need was his Heavenly Father.
As I look over my life, I can name countless times when He did that same thing for me. No one knows me or sees me like my creator does and He is the only one who can know exactly what I need. He comes in the dark moments of my days, when I feel hopeless or worn and He reaches out to me in the exact way I need Him on a level that I didn’t even know I wanted.
Just as He knew Thomas needed Him to walk in that day and feel His wounds, see Him and speak to Him; He knows what you need. He knows what moves you most, what touches your heart and how your mind ticks.
I have a home full of three little children and not one of them handles situations the same. Not one of them receives love the same and not one of them responds to heartache the same. I am still learning how to be what they need in a specific way to each one but that is not so for our Father. He made us each with different personalities and characteristics and not one of those goes unnoticed to Him. Not one detail has passed him by.
How refreshing and hopeful this is to my heart. To know that I am me, one of a kind me, and I have a God who knows ME! He wants to reveal Himself in just the way He knows I need Him. He is at work and I praise God that He is very much ALIVE!
Cassandra writes at Raising Up Stones where she encourages mothers and wives to embrace what may seem like the longest days but are the shortest years of their lives. She has been married to her best friend, who can always make her laugh, for 10 years. Together they have three children and she began homeschooling her kindergartner and Preschooler this year (as the one year old destroys the house!). Her passion for making each moment count with her children, finding romance in the chaos and experiencing real intimacy with God is evident in all that she writes. She hopes to inspire and encourage women in each of these areas. You can join the journey on her blog, Facebook, Instagram or Pinterest.