Resurrection is a hard concept to understand on this side of it....
It is LIKE a LOT of things...
A broken piece of glass returning to ocean shores as a welcome gift,
No longer sharp and hurtful, but soft and beautiful.
It is like a seed buried in the dirt
And, if not scooped up by the birds nearby,
Becoming something entirely new
Not looking like the original seed at all,
Growing, quickly or very, very slowly,
Contributing something to the earth,
Giving flowers, fruits, shade.
Or, we might say, resurrection is like the worm
Hiding in its silken clothes,
Breaking forth in time, flying, colorful,
A worm no longer, but moth or butterfly.
But the resurrection we are promised is so much beyond these things,
So much beyond our grasping.
Life we have never known, could not know, could not imagine.
If Jesus had not lived the kind of life he lived –
Of courage, kindness, truthfulness, healing-
His death might have gone unnoticed.
He died for us he said,
Not just died, but suffered and died,
Very dead, no chance of a mistake about it.
But remarkably he rose again.
Dark hour turned to incredible hope.
Come along with me, He says, for,
”God is not the God of the dead, but of the living.”
So it is a good idea, no matter when or how our darkest hours come,
To try as much as possible,
To live life as if we are going to live forever..
By God’s grace, life everlasting. Resurrection.
Fran Peale
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