17 When they
saw him, they worshiped him, but they doubted. Matthew 28:17
Yesterday, we noted that our spiritual formation involves both
intentionally showing up, but that God can work even when we are not paying
attention. There is a beautiful tension
in this reality. My growth lives in the
messy middle of both being active and sometimes happens regardless of what I am
plotting and planning. How might this be
true for you?
Speaking of beautiful tensions, an Easter-ing faith can apparently
hold both worship and doubt. Best line of scripture ever!! Here are the disciples standing right before
Jesus, back in the flesh, before their very eyes, hearing his voice. And some are singing, “Christ the Lord is
risen today…alleluia!!” And others are
like, “I am just not sure that is really Jesus…maybe I should ask to see his
driver’s license just to be sure.”
Wait, what?
We like to think, “Oh I totally know when I am in God’s
presence.” This verse allows us to bring
our doubts out of the shadows where we secretly hide them. Not only does Jesus seem to invite back the
very people who just deserted him in his darkest hour, now these people are
doubting that it is really him! With
friends like this who need enemies!
So often we make faith sound so certain. Isn’t faith supposed to move mountains? Isn’t faith supposed to keep us, “safe and
secure from all alarms”? Isn’t faith
supposed to give us peace like a river to attendth our souls? Or can faith and doubt live peacefully
side-by-side. As Frederick Buechner
said, “Doubts are the ants in the pants of faith. They keep you awake and moving. There are two
principal kinds of doubts ~ one of the head and the other of the stomach.”
I encourage you today to ponder prayerfully the doubts in your head ~
the question that roam free around your mind.
What questions sit unresolved withing you? For me, I question how to live an Easter-ing
faith when the world seems so broken?
Can I really make a difference? I
doubt how effective I can be because (as we named yesterday), I can’t change
others. Plus, I am wonderfully creative
in my mistake making ~ finding all new ways to bumble and stumble and fall flat
splat on my face.
Ah, the joys of being human-sized.
The joy of being human-sized reminds me that an Easter-ing faith has
room doubt, the two can hold hands (just as fear and joy did on Easter)…and apparently
that didn’t bother Jesus one bit. So
maybe it shouldn’t bother you…me…others…and especially the church as much
either. May you and I experience the good
news of that truth in our lives this day.
Amen.
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