He is not dead. He is alive! Death is not strong enough. The grave couldn't hold Him. Everything is under His authority.
"O, Death, where is your victory? O, Death, where is your sting?"
This is what John saw years after the Resurrection:
When I turned to see who was speaking to me, I saw...standing in the middle of the lampstands was someone like the Son of Man. He was wearing a long robe with a gold sash across his chest. His head and his hair were white like wool, as white as snow. And his eyes were like flames of fire. His feet were like polished bronze refined in a furnace, and his voice thundered like mighty ocean waves. He held seven stars in his right hand, and a sharp two-edged sword came from his mouth. And his face was like the sun in all its brilliance.
When I saw Him, I fell at his feet as if I were dead. But He laid his right hand on me and said, "Don't be afraid! I am the First and the Last. I am the Living One. I died, but look - I am alive forever and ever! And I hold the keys of death and the grave."
He has triumphed! He has conquered all! He's alive, today!
Sunday, April 12, 2009
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