"Duane Kennedy wrote: “I saw a grim specter walking up and down, to and fro throughout the earth; and he would reach out his bony finger and touch a man or a woman. When he touched them, in an instant, millionaires became paupers, the well became ill, the young became old, the Marathon runner, palsied; and they all died. And I said, ‘What is the name of this specter that walks up and down amidst the earth?’ The answer came back, ‘His name is Death.’ For more than 40 centuries this grim tyrant had conducted his ghastly business, killing men and women and dragging their corpses into his cold palace. Kings and conquerors had all fallen to his fatal touch. There was none strong enough to withstand his approach."

“Then one Passover evening there appeared a stranger outside the doors of that icy palace, a palace filled with bones, for even the chalices on the table were shining skulls. The columns were made of bones, and the beams of the ceiling were of human bones. Back and forth within that ghastly castle walked this tyrant who knew no fear of man. Then this stranger rolled back the doors and stepped within that cold palace and, unafraid, approached that mighty tyrant, grasped him with one hand, lifted him up, threw him to the pavement, and placed upon his neck the heel of triumph."

“Then this mighty stranger, for three days and three nights, walked amidst the caverns of that castle of death. Through the labyrinthine corridors of horror he went until he found the two main pillars which held up the whole domain. He rocked them back and forth until the whole thing began to crumble down; and then he took up the ponderous gates, lifting them off their hinges, and marched forth with a shout of victory, ‘I am the resurrection and the life!’ (Jn. 11:25). Our Jesus had conquered death! And then I saw a beautiful being walking to and fro, and up and down throughout the earth. And this being reached out his hand and touched, first one person and then another. At his touch the poor became rich, the sick became well, the palsied became whole, the blind saw, the deaf heard, the lame leaped for joy; and I said, ‘Who is that beautiful being who walks through the earth?’ The answer came back, ‘His name is Life.’ ‘He that hath the Son of God hath LIFE.’”

"There are but two kinds of people: the dead and the alive. If you have not been made alive by His quickening power, awakened to the world of reality in Christ Jesus, you are still dead no matter how rosy your religious cheeks may appear. If you have been made alive may I tell you that, as assuredly as Lazarus knew that he had been raised from the tomb, so also you know that you have been quickened by God to a higher realm of life and reality, made alive, recreated, born anew by the Spirit of God, and you walk in newness of life as a son of God in the land of the living God! Great is the mystery!"