THE SAINT THOMAS PRAYER

Lord, my name isn’t Thomas,

which means “Twin,” but  ---  but when

I hear his story I feel like his twin,

because I’ve been through some

of the same moments he went through.

Lord, like Thomas, help me not

to hesitate to ask:  “Where are YOU?”

and how do I get to the Place called, “YOU” -

the Inner Space where You are with Your Father.

Help to me hear what You told Thomas,

“I am the Way, the Truth and the Life!”

Lord, like Thomas, sometimes

I find myself absent - out of the loop,

not in on what’s happening in upper rooms,

with what’s going on in the group,

so I end up with so many questions.

Lord, like Thomas tell me to put my hands

into your hands - tell me to put my fingers

into the cut in your side. Help me to discover

what Thomas discovered:  You are the

Risen Lord on the other side of suffering

and death and what seems like no more.

Lord, like Thomas, I have my doubts

and that’s where I really feel twined to him.

Yet like him, I have learned my lesson:

if you don’t have doubts, you won’t get

a chance to make great acts of faith,

like the real prayer of Thomas,

“My Lord, and my God.”

OOOOO ***** OOOOO

NOTES


Painting on top: The Incredulity of Saint Thomas - by Caravaggio [1601-1602]

Today is the feast of St. Thomas. Instead of a homily on St. Thomas - which I have given many - instead of an imaginary story with St. Thomas explaining his life - which I’ve done one of, this feast of St. Thomas I decided to write a prayer using the themes from the life of Thomas as noticed in the Gospels.