I never could quite understand how a flower dies, and lives again, but where does man go? If a man dies, can he live again? Until one day, I saw a vision. I stood up. The lightning begin to flash, the thunders begin to roar, the Spirit come upon me. And I saw the coming of a Man Who could put His hand upon a sinful man, and a holy God, and bridge the way. Then I screamed, “I know my Redeemer liveth! I recognized what the resurrection was!