"For I know that my redeemer liveth." Job 19:25
Last fall we planted some choice narcissus bulbs, kindly sent to us by some dear friends in Oak Harbor, Washington. They were dry and hard and gave no signs of life at all. All winter long they lay in darkness, incarcerated in a tomb of hard, frozen earth. But today, five months later, I gaze out of my study window upon a scene of exquisite beauty - a gorgeous row of beautiful blooms, nodding smilingly at me through the window. Springtime is resurrection time.
Last fall the boys gathered cocoons in the swamp. There were dry, unattractive, and motionless. They were hung up in a cool place for the winter. Not long ago, however, they were moved to a place in the warm sun. Today there emerged from the tomb of the cocoon a gorgeous creature - a luna moth, gracefully unfolding its drying wings in readiness to take its flight into the sky. Indescribable are its colors, unspeakably graceful its unhurried stretching and folding of its airplane-like wings. Yes, springtime is resurrection time. But the blooming of the narcissus and the birth of the month are not a resurrection from death but a metamorphosis of life. It is a change in form because of its inner life. The resurrection of Jesus Christ was life from the dead. But it is also a "metamorphosis," a change in form. It is the same creature in an infinitely more beautiful form. So shall our resurrection be also for the word, "fashioned," in Philippians 3:21 is summorphos, meaning to change form or "metamorphose." Our bodies will be changed and fashioned like a glorious body of our Lord Jesus. And all this because He arose. "O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?" (1 Corinthians 15:55).
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