Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Young man, old man, young woman, old woman, rise up

Jesus of Nazareth, that living Word of God, still comes to us wherever we are, touches the bier on which we find ourselves being carried along by our culture and speaks to directly us: “Young man, young woman, I say to you rise up.”
 Jesus comes our way to resuscitate the dying and to wake the dead.
      In our weakness and weariness he comes to wake the dead.
      If we become puffed up, confusing self importance with life, he comes.
      He comes to us when we sink into resentments, bitterness, or apathy.
      In our post-modern flirting with a life devoid of firm ethical values, he comes to us.

He hates to see death claim us.. He comes to all those biers and coffins which we foolishly may have decorated, and pretended to be “the good life,” and says to us:


“Young man, old man, young woman, old woman, rise up.”

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