! I remember when I was younger Easter was a little bit confusing. As Lent would progress, it seemed like we were waiting for something big to happen, something that would change the way we live our lives forever. It almost felt like we were little caterpillars in our cocoons, waiting to transform. And Easter was always this big turning point, a huge celebration, the culmination of even more than we ever could have hoped for.

What can fill the void when we face a crisis of faith or when loss overwhelms us?

 Many of us love Thomas because he is honest. Maybe this isn’t real. Maybe it isn’t true. Give me proof, he insists.