38 But Jesus said, “Why are you troubled? Why do you doubt what you see? 39 Look at my hands and my feet. It’s really me. Touch me. You can see that I have a living body; a ghost does not have a body like this.”
I oddly choose this 15th century Florentine sculpture and this post resurrection reading right at the start of Holy Week, before Jesus death on the cross, and before Thomas the Doubter places his hand in the wound of Christ – because Christ’s wounds are always real, always known, always felt. His real human body underwent the physical pain of the cross and his body contains and holds that pain still – this week was agony at the time and is agony still…we don’t approach Easter this week – we are Easter always…and the church is His body…