everything that dies someday comes back

Do I actually believe in the true reality of the resurrection? Did Jesus come back to life?

Now is a good time to tell you what I know about death: Nothing goes away but becomes something else. The story goes: God watched the son go down. Or, God was the son going down. Or God was gravity. Or God spoke in the voice of the people so to bring that man down--he went and became a lamb cut open. He went and became August sun. He went and became. He went and became. My brother sat up. A holy future passed us by and surrounds me now. Brother, we're going down. Brother, get up.

“And at certain moments time is obliterated in the presence of somebody you love; there seems to be a transcendence of time in love. Or I believe that there is. I carry a lot of people with me that aren’t here anymore. And so love transcends time. The normal markers of the day, the month, the year, as you get older those very fearsome markers… in the presence of love - they lose some of their power. But it also deals with the deterioration of your physical body. It drifts away, it’s just a part of your life. But beauty remains. It’s about two people and you visit that place in each other’s face. Not just the past and today, but you visit the tomorrows in that person’s face now. And everybody knows what that holds.”

Pretend, for example, that you were born in Chicago and have never had the remotest desire to visit Hong Kong, which is only a name on a map for you; pretend that some convulsion, sometimes called accident, throws you into connection with a man or a woman who lives in Hong Kong; and that you fall in love. Hong Kong will immediately cease to be a name and become the center of your life. And you may never know how many people live in Hong Kong. But you will know that one man or one woman lives there without whom you cannot live. And this is how our lives are changed, and this is how we are redeemed.