The Resurrection

Resurrection morning is the defining moment in all of Christianity.  Jesus was the long-awaited Messiah and he fulfilled prophecy.  He was born of a virgin and lived a perfect and sinless life.  He was God’s Son and he willingly took the sin of the world upon him and died in our place, making us right before God.  If Jesus had just been crucified but no resurrection where would be the promise of life?

Resurrection morning is the dawn of a new day.  The final enemy has been defeated and there is only life.  We have life in Christ because of the resurrection.  We have life in Christ as the Body of Christ because of the resurrection.  Without the resurrection, where is the life of the church?  Without the resurrection hope, what will encourage and inspire the disciples to move on sharing the gospel?  Is there any good news without the resurrection?

At the time of the crucifixion and death of Jesus only one of his disciples was at the cross.  They were hopeless and in despair.  Several had gone back to doing the jobs they had previously been doing.  What would it take to convince them to continue sharing the good news, even if it meant their lives?  The Resurrection!  Who would give their life for a lie?  They would have known if Jesus had not been raised.  They have first hand knowledge.  They chose to share about Christ’s resurrection.  They believed, do you?  What would it take to convince you that Christ is alive?  The voices of faith through the ages echoing back to the testimony of those first witnesses proclaiming, “He is Risen!”  “He is Risen, Indeed!”

Life Hangs in the Balance

Life hangs in the balance
As each labored breath
Shortens the distance
Between time and eternity

The rise and fall of the tide
Before crashing into the immovable
And leveling out
Finding a new shore

It does no good to resist
The inevitable, unavoidable
We waste what we have
Trying to stop what we can’t
In those moments of life finding regret
Not peace

We are always between
Where we are
And where we are going
To arrive at the destination
We must know the Way

Life hanging in the balance
What a silly phrase
Too often we are not sure
On which side of that balance
Is life

So while we hang on to this blessed breath
Our fragile breath
Rises and falls
Crashing into the shore of eternity

We hang in the balance between
Life and death
Perhaps we hang on
Because we are not sure
Which side is life, and which death

Our forever awaits
Leaving death behind
We find life
Not for a moment
Or a while
But life
Beyond time and compression
Beyond words and songs
Beyond…
And yet,
Once we are there
we know
We belong

Life is hanging in the balance
Are we ready to let go and embrace?
Are we ready to live now
For the life that awaits?