SERMON - Easter 2

Acts 5. 27-32;
Revelation 1.4-8;
John 20.19-31
DOUBT! What a thing
THOMAS doubted, but so did they all. According to last Sunday’s Gospel, all the disciples dismissed the women’s tale of an empty tomb as nonsense (Luke 24.11). It was just Thomas’s bad luck not to have been there when Jesus appeared to the others. But, even if his doubts were no deeper than those of the rest, Thomas will always remain “Doubting Thomas”. For those of us who find it all very difficult, he will always be our patron saint.
“I never have had one doubt,” wrote John Henry Newman, reflecting on the “perfect peace and contentment” he had enjoyed since his admission into “the one fold of Christ”
Evangelicals make much of “assurance”. “Blessed assurance,” they sing, “Jesus is mine.” The same Evangelical confidence rings out in Timothy Dudley-Smith’s great hymn, “Thine be the glory”. “No more we doubt thee,” we sing, and while we sing it, we mean it!
Some of my friends tell me that I shouldn’t have any doubts. They tell me that it will make me unstable (it’s a bit late to warn me about that).
So there appear to be TWO ways to live faith – either in the belief that I won’t have any doubts at all, or in the belief that doubt is bad and damaging.
There is, however, another way! From this perspective, doubt is not the enemy of faith. Certainty is the enemy. It is all about holding both your beliefs and doubts with integrity.
The prophets of this third way were two poets, Tennyson in the 19th century and R. S. Thomas in the last. The profound insight of Tennyson’s In Memoriam is that uncertainty and religious commitment are not incompatible. Doubt and faith can and do coexist.
Tennyson knew that “calm despair and wild unrest” can be “tenants of a single breast” – as he said.
There lives more faith in
honest doubt,
Believe me, than in half
the creeds. (he said that as well)
It is impossible to be certain, but it is possible, as Job did, to turn in the right direction.
I stretch lame hands of faith,
and grope,
And gather dust and chaff,
and call
To what I feel is Lord of all,
And faintly trust the larger
hope.
For R. S. Thomas, faith and doubt are inseparable. Prayer becomes:
. . . leaning far out
over an immense depth, letting
your name go and waiting,
somewhere between faith
and doubt,
for the echoes of its arrival.
“Waiting”
For R. S. Thomas, too, questioned whether prayer actually works
He is that great void
we must enter, calling
to one another on the way
in the direction from which
he blows.
“Migrants”
This is an invitation to trust and obey — not a promise of certainty. Thomas’s response is to worship the risen Lord. Does that conclude his doubting? Possibly, but if we are half as complicated creatures as it seems we are, maybe, on many a Monday morning, he is still “Doubting Thomas”.
And on this second Sunday of Easter, we can see the aftermath of the great festival of Easter – it took weeks to arrive, and it departed quickly – but do we REALLY understand what it really means?
I read in the newspaper that the press officer at Somerfield got in trouble in Holy Week for getting the theology behind her company’s seasonal campaign a bit mixed up. The unfortunate employee first put out a press release saying that the supermarket’s range of Easter eggs and other seasonal products was part of the traditional celebration at this time of Christ’s birthday. She quickly amended it to say that the eggs represented Christ’s rebirth, before a final version vaguely guessed that it might have something to do with death and resurrection.
To be fair, of all the Easter mysteries we observe this this one may be the hardest to unravel: why we commemorate the death and resurrection of the most important figure in human history with bunny rabbits that lay chocolate eggs in spring gardens.
To be fairer still, despite the stick she took for it, her changing explanation was not such a bad stab at interpreting the significance of the Easter story. Of course Christians believe the central point about the Triduum — the three sacred days that began last night with the Holy Thursday commemoration of the Last Supper and conclude triumphantly on Easter Sunday — is that it marks both a death and a rebirth.
And just as sure as you can’t have Easter Day without Good Friday, you also can’t have a Christian Festival without a great deal of confusion.
As the world marches onward to a more secular understanding of the mysteries of faith, Christians are being left behind in the struggle for a platform to explain the importance of our faith. No Wonder Christians doubt! If only I could persuade them that doubting is not the end of the world (or even the end of faith), it is merely part of the journey!
DOUBT! What a thing
If I had one wish, I don’t think I would wish to have ‘no doubt’. I don’t think I would wish to get a letter from God, explaining everything about life, love, war, justice, relationships, money, greed, guilt, happiness, hatred and all the other things.
I think that part of the Technicolor journey through life is all about looking for certainties, and not actually finding them. It is all about us considering, thinking, praying, hoping – these are the processes that have given us the greatest music, art, literature and poetry in the history of humanity.
So what about
Reports have him evangelising
In great controversy, it is held that
I couldn’t even begin to speak about the writings of Thomas, and the generations of Christians who have grown up in all corners of the world in Churches and Traditions dedicated to
If this is the product of DOUBT, then I will be praying for that.