In the nervous silence of our doubts,
we aware of nothing but your absence, Jesus,
and we begin to wonder whether the rumours of your death are true;
Then, suddenly, you are among us,
your presence so real we can almost touch you
your life flowing out into the world unconstrained;
And we realise that there is nothing to fear,
that the worst that the world can throw at us
is insufficient to suppress the inexorable rising of resurrection.
We offer our praise, Jesus, and our thanks
for your life that cannot be quenched,
that fills us now,
and that calls us to be resurrection people
in a world that too often believes
the deceptions of death.
