Lazarus

When something tangible and true dies...when the ship that you thought was coming in,  crashes and sinks in the port...

...when something so concrete, so vested, so vital dies, can you trust that there truly is such a thing as resurrection ?

Nature shows me life is truly undefeatable.
Fire makes forests.  Roots cut through rock.  Water will make its way through stone. And earth will cover stone with lichen and so on...

Life dies not die. Things are transformed.  Resurected renewed. 

In my faith, there are teachings and wisdom written on my heart.

I think about things like wineskins.

You can't pour new wine into old wineskins.
Can you pour out your soul only to be embodied by something that cannot contain you?

How do we create the new wineskin?
I want to know, for i am certain when we recreate our new vessel,  in fills new wine. 

Can I hold the notion that  the end of something only reconstitutes and transforms. Given the will.

I would love to walk with Lazarus. Yes, the man Jesus wept over, and resurrected after 4 days in a tomb. New wineskin? New wine?

No doubt he was a changed man. A new vessel.  The truly vital things do not die.  Nothing is impossible. 

I'm looking forward to the Lazarus effect.