Writings
I have long been fascinated by the post-resurrection appearances of Jesus….especially some of the smaller, easy-to-overlook details. Everybody….well, almost everybody….knows John’s story about how Thomas says to the others: “I won’t believe until I place my hands in his holes.” Whereupon Jesus appears….sufficiently holey….and says to Thomas: “Okay, check me out.”
As each group announced its sentence on God, cheers of approval went up from the throng. Then, suddenly, there was silence. A long silence. No one moved or made a sound. There was utter silence in heaven. Because someone quietly pointed out to the multitude that God had already served that sentence.
Let me begin with a couple who both appreciated the finer things in life and were comfortably able to afford them. When it came to travel, they went by the best means to the best places. That is, until their plane went down….suddenly….dramatically…..into the choppy waters of the sea. But the emergency exits opened (as engineered) and the inflatable slides were positioned (as instructed), meaning that virtually all were evacuated (as scripted).
