But what I really took away from this morning was this: how we need the God of the resurrection.
It is, perhaps, a sign of my temperament that even in the midst of spring, with the evidence of new life all around, I still find myself thinking about the fact that everything is dying. It is a fact, after all. I don't mean this in the sense of the more alarmist ecologists of our culture - though I suspect those people might be worth listening to, at least a bit, and sometimes what passes for alarmism is just realism coming into contact with a lethargic and dismissive culture. No, I don't mean that, I just mean the simple fact: everything that lives dies, and as far as we know the universe as a whole is also on track for (a very slow) death.
This is why gods who are bound up with the creation are no good to us. Gods who exists within the cycle of life and death - which is in fact not a cycle, but a spiral downwards - won't suit our need. Even gods of healing alone are not enough.
We need a God who can enable us to look death in the face and to hear his voice saying: do not be afraid; only believe. And we need a God who has demonstrated that even at the utter end of everything - even in death - he is able to reach out a hand and recall us to life.
We need the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the God of the resurrection.

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