Happy Second Sunday of Easter.
Today’s gospel is one of my favorite stories of the entire church year.
I love Thomas. Poor, sweet, holy, Doubting Thomas.
I am so glad that Doubt is a part of our Easter story.
And I love that this story of doubt is the first Sunday Gospel lesson we hear after Easter Sunday.
On Easter Sunday, we were singing out with confidence: Death is No More! Christ is Risen Indeed!
But the earliest disciples greeted the empty tomb quite differently.
The first night of the Triduum--the three Holy Days of the church year that make up one liturgy -- beginning tonight and ending with the Easter Vigil and Easter Sunday.
There will be no dismissal from tonight’s liturgy--we are not sent out to love and serve the Lord--
not yet--instead we move together, as one body in Christ, the world over
from a last supper with friends to a table stripped bare of its bread and wine, its candles and linens--
from the intimacy of Jesus bending down to wash the feet of his beloveds, and asking them (and us) to do the same, to the garden of Gethsemane where Jesus suffers in agony, alone--forsaken.
We won’t be sent out into the world rejoicing in the spirit--not tonight and not tomorrow--
we’ll carry on from the garden to the cross to the tomb--
and then we wait--
My Sermons (and other thoughts)
a sampling of sermons preached in the Episcopal Diocese of Arizona and a sprinkling of other writings