1. I finally climbed all 109 mountains. My journey began out of desperation, fueled by anger, fear, resentment.
  2. How strange and yet how comforting: God prays to God for us, the Spirit to the Father. He sees through the fog of our emotions to what we truly need.
  3. He has wandered away into the darkness of his doubting, got lost in his grief, confused by the pains he’s suffered. It happens. Shepherds sometimes become lost sheep as well.
  4. But on the mountain in Galilee, where we encounter a very different side of God, doubts overtake us. Why?
  5. That is the way of our Lord, the way of grace. He doesn’t abandon Thomas to drown in a sea of doubt.
  6. Our faith is not a mountain but a grain of sand, not pure gold but gilded plaster. And all it takes is a few nicks and scratches to reveal its shallowness.
  7. It’s like I’m eavesdropping on the two friends and the stranger who walks with them. Something about the way they hang their heads, something about the desperation in their voices, and certainly something about the stranger, has me grasping hold of every word as if gold is spilling from their lips.
  8. Yes, I pray, but it is the Spirit who prays for me, in me, through me. I no more make up my own prayers than I made up the English language.
  9. As with so many things, regret can begin as something natural, even beneficial, as you struggle to recover from a wound in your past. But over time, regret can devolve from a sadness to a sickness.
  10. Being thrown in the pit was but one of the many smoking guns that the prosecutor could bring forth as evidence.
  11. There is hope and healing for you in Jesus Christ, the God who immersed Himself so deeply in our sufferings that He, too, wept over the death of a dear friend.