This morning I was studying John 11, the raising of Lazarus. I knew the story, but I can’t say I ever attended a bible study on it, and I’ve certainly never studied or taught what “I AM The Resurrection and the Life” meant.

I say frequently that the only reason I teach is because when I study, God teaches me. This morning, I bawled like a baby during my study.

The lesson isn’t ready yet, I won’t teach it until mid-June. I hope I can hold it together better than I did this morning.

The amazing power of life over death is our savior, Lord Jesus.