April 19, 2015 Luke 24:36b-48 Are you a witness to the resurrection? I have an admission to make this third Sunday of Easter. The truth is, there’s a lot I don’t understand about that first Easter. I don’t understand why God couldn’t find a less violent and wrenching way of getting to Easter than Good Friday. I don’t understand where Jesus was and what he was up to between Good Friday and Easter. I don’t understand how it worked that Jesus died, but then suddenly was alive in a new way. I don’t understand how he ate fish and could be physically touched by the disciples after he died. I don’t know exactly what Easter means for us. I’m still working on the theology of it all. And yet, I am a witness to the resurrection. About a year ago, my non-religious stepfather-in-law with no fanfare, and against the wishes of his children, gave a kidney to an acquaintance who was the minister at the church across the street from his house...