So many of us skeptical moderns–intellectual heirs of Descartes– identify with doubting Thomas. We too struggle with faith, ask tough questions, want proof. And to some degree, this is praiseworthy. But the trouble with systematic and persistent doubt is that it precludes the possibility of love, for love is always a surrender. “How blessed are those who have not seen and have yet believed,” because they have allowed themselves to fall in love with Jesus Christ.