You doubt.

You need evidence. You’re not willing to believe something just because someone told you to, or because it would be comforting, or because everyone around you seems to manage it fine. You need it to make sense. Thomas was the same. When the other disciples told him Jesus had risen he said — show me the wounds, let me touch them, then I’ll believe. He wasn’t performing doubt. He was being honest. And Jesus didn’t shame him for it. He showed up specifically for Thomas, offered exactly the evidence he asked for, and waited. When Thomas saw, he didn’t hedge — he said “my Lord and my God,” the most complete statement of faith in the whole Gospel.

You and I can’t touch those wounds. We don’t get the same proof Thomas got. But Jesus anticipated that too — He looked at Thomas afterward and said: “blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.” Not a lesser blessing. A different one. The invitation that was extended to Thomas is still extended to you — not to touch the wounds, but to pursue, to seek, to open the door and see for yourself how good He can be. There’s a reason people throughout history have described encountering God as honey in the rock — something unexpectedly sweet found in the hardest places. You won’t find it by being talked into it. You’ll find it the same way Thomas did — by being honest about where you are, and accepting the invitation to look for yourself.