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Sunday, April 12- Second Sunday of Easter
Acts 2:14a, 22-32
Psalm 16 (11)
1 Peter 1:3-9
John 20:19-31
Four Words
Grace and peace to you in the name of our Risen Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Amen.
What brings you peace?
Not just quiet… not just the absence of noise or stress—but that deeper kind of peace. The kind where something settles inside you and you think, “This is where I need to be right now. This matters. I am exactly where I’m supposed to be.”
Take a moment and call that to mind.
Maybe it’s something simple.
I’ve seen it in quilting groups at church—people gathered around tables, hands busy, conversations flowing or sometimes not at all. You can walk into the room and almost feel it: a quiet sense of purpose, connection, presence.
I’ve felt it holding a newborn—watching new parents who are exhausted and unsure, and yet… somehow grounded in love. Not perfect. Not certain. But present.
I’ve seen it in music—whether someone is carefully following notes on a page or just letting the melody carry them. There’s a kind of peace in being fully in it.
Maybe for you it’s gardening. Or cooking. Or woodworking. Or even something as simple as that first cup of coffee in the morning before the world starts demanding things from you.
Moments where, even briefly, everything else falls away and you think, “This is where I need to be right now. This matters. I am exactly where I’m supposed to be.”
We have a word for that now—mindfulness. Being present. Being grounded in the moment. Paying attention on purpose.
Truthfully, Jesus has been offering mindfulness based therapy for the last 2000 years – with these four words that we hear Jesus say not once, not twice, but THREE times in John’s Gospel “Peace be with you.”
And honestly—it’s something our world is hungry for.
Because the truth is, we are living in a time that feels anything but peaceful.
There’s constant noise.
Endless news cycles.
Division that runs deep.
Anxiety about the future.
Questions about what is true, what is safe, what is next.
It’s no wonder so many people feel overwhelmed, distracted, or even shut down.
And into that kind of world, we hear today’s gospel.
The disciples are gathered behind locked doors.
They are afraid.
Uncertain.
Trying to make sense of everything that has just happened.
And if we’re honest—that part of the story might feel very familiar.
Doors locked—not just physically, but emotionally.
Guarded hearts.
Trying to stay safe in a world that feels unpredictable.
And then—Jesus shows up.
Not after everything is figured out.
Not once their fear is gone.
Right in the middle of it.
“Peace be with you.”
Not once.
Not twice.
But three times.
“Peace be with you.”
And this isn’t just a calming phrase. It’s not Jesus saying, “Relax” or “Don’t worry.”
This is something deeper.
This is shalom.
Wholeness.
Restoration.
A reordering of everything that feels broken.
And notice this—Jesus doesn’t erase the disciples’ reality.
He shows them his hands. His side.
The wounds are still there.
Resurrection doesn’t pretend that suffering didn’t happen.
It doesn’t skip over grief or fear.
Instead—it meets us in the middle of it and speaks peace there.
And then there’s Thomas.
Often remembered as “Doubting Thomas”—but maybe that’s not quite fair.
Because Thomas is doing what many of us do.
He wants to understand.
He wants to see.
He wants something real to hold onto.
In a world where trust is hard, where truth can feel slippery, where people have been hurt or disappointed—it makes sense to ask questions.
And Jesus doesn’t reject him for that.
Jesus meets him, too.
Right where he is.
“Put your finger here… see my hands.”
In other words: Bring your questions. Bring your doubts. Bring your need for something real.
And then Jesus says:
“Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have come to believe.”
That’s not a scolding.
That’s an invitation.
An invitation to trust that peace is possible—even when everything isn’t resolved.
An invitation to believe that Christ is present—even when we don’t recognize him right away.
An invitation to live as resurrection people—in a Good Friday world.
Because here’s the thing:
Peace, as Jesus gives it, isn’t about escaping reality.
It’s about being rooted in something deeper than fear.
It’s about knowing that even in uncertainty, even in grief, even in doubt—
You are not alone.
You are not forgotten.
You are still called.
Jesus breathes on the disciples and says, “Receive the Holy Spirit.”
Breath.
Life.
Presence.
It’s as if God is saying: Take this peace into yourself—and then carry it into the world.
And maybe that’s where this gospel meets us most directly.
Because we are not just people who receive peace.
We are called to be people who embody it.
In how we speak.
In how we listen.
In how we show up for one another.
In how we stand with those who are hurting or pushed aside.
Peace is not passive.
It is active.
It is lived.
It is shared.
It looks like compassion in a divided world.
It looks like courage when fear would be easier.
It looks like choosing connection when it would be simpler to withdraw.
It looks like unlocking doors.
So maybe the question isn’t just “What brings you peace?”
Maybe the deeper question is:
Where is Christ speaking peace into your life right now?
And
How might you carry that peace into someone else’s life?
Because even now—
In this moment.
In this world.
In the midst of whatever you are carrying—
The risen Christ stands among us and says:
Peace be with you.
May you receive that peace.
May it take root in you.
And may you become a living, breathing sign of that peace in the world.
Thanks be to God. Amen.
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