“So, i am going to raise the dead.”
Always a great conversation starter; or a conversation ender. Never can tell what kind of response I might get.
Here is the deal: I really do believe it. I believe Matthew 10:9 when Jesus says: “raise the dead”. I believe it when Jesus says that if we have faith in Him we will do even greater things. (John 14:12) I just believe it.
I haven’t seen it happen yet. I practiced once, but the lady was old and we are pretty sure that she was resting with Jesus and he wanted her to just hang out with him. But we still gave it a whirl.
I still wrestle with the “why should we want them to come back to this earth? Aren’t they better off in heaven?” argument. I really am not sure how I feel about a lot of things these days. But I just know in my knower that one day Jesus will raise the dead through me. I just know.
“So, I am going to raise the dead”
I have started a few conversations this way lately. I kind of use it as a litmus test of sorts. I can almost immediately tell how the rest of the conversation is going to go. You know all those fancy psychology tests that are floating around? The theories discussed in books like the Outliers and Blink? yep. This is like my own personal litmus test.
I have had 2 semi-blind dates lately and both times I have tossed the ole’ “so I am going to raise the dead” out there. And yeah…both times I have not gotten called back! ha! A smarter person may stop using the line, but not me! It actually kind of keeps me going. I know I want to date someone that may go on crazy, dead-raising escapades with me, so might as well toss it out there.
I was teaching recently at the World Race launch in New Zealand. 110 brand new racers. May have been a little early to toss around the “dead-raising” plans, but at least they know who they are working with, right? There were a few stunned faces in the crowd. And there were quite a few that were right there with me.
Friends and family have pretty much given up trying to figure out my wild ideas. So they just kind of nod and smile.
But Jesus, my Jesus, He is sitting up there cheering me on and screaming “get on with it!!!!” And His opinion is really the only one that counts.
