"What do we find God 'doing about' this business of sin and evil?...God did not abolish the fact of evil; He transformed it. He did not stop the Crucifixion; He rose from the dead."

Dorothy Sayers

What do we do about the problem of death?

Do we live in fear?

Do we pretend it's not around until it's too close to ignore?

Do we grab as much as we can, as quickly as we can, for as long as we can before we leave this life?

Is this life all that there is?

These are deeply spiritual questions which I hope you have thought about in your trips around the sun.

Now in my "middle" years, I am stuck by the richness and depth of my faith which has both clarity and confusion; which is intimate and communal. As with many things in life, I feel my opinions distilling, slowly draining through a sieve and leaving only the most critical elements.

For practical purposes, my faith ultimately comes down to the death question.

And the answer, ultimately, comes down to Easter.

To say you believe in resurrection in general, let alone Jesus in particular, is a tricky thing. Actually, believing in anything supernatural is tricky. But then again, believing in God is, by definition, admitting a belief in the supernatural, soooooo I think that puts me back at square one.

Are you tracking with me? Anyway...

My point is Easter is a big deal for me because I believe it's a historical event where the problem of death was settled. When Jesus rose from the dead, he made good on his promise not to be afraid; he defeated death. This is the only possible explanation for why his ordinary, wimpy, scaredy-cat followers transformed into people who ultimately changed the world.

Amazing.

So when it comes to my life, he's got me. While this doesn't mean I won't die, it does mean I won't stay dead.

How crazy is that? I know, it's crazy, but that doesn't mean it's not true.

Then again, I believe in a big, supernatural God whom I can only begin to comprehend.

As for today, I can't wait to celebrate.

He is Risen!

Best. Day. Ever.