I grew up in a hard-working home. My father worked hard on our farm. My mother worked hard on the meals and raising us children. I have to admit, when we were younger we made things harder. I am a twin after all. My twin and I came up with new ideas to cause trouble. But our trouble making didn’t last long. My Mom might smile for half a second. Then she’d get after us and go back to the pressing duties she faced. As soon as we were old enough, we had to help with the work. Oh, I should introduce myself. My name is Thomas. Some people call me Didymus. But I prefer Thomas. I was one of Jesus 12 disciples.