I'm amazed at the idle tales that people will believe. Still, I understand the hesitancy to believe in resurrection. We're talking resurrection - not just the annual rite of spring and Easter lilies and baskets of colored eggs. We're talking about a great reversal in the way things are - new life for the dead. We know dead.
Death is no idle tale.
When a woman told me that she told her therapist she couldn't go on living without the husband who left her, I believed she believed it. When a teenager couldn't see past a broken relationship, couldn't see into tomorrow and wanted to resign from it all, I understood. We can say what the women said when they burst into the upper room. We can tell about the empty tomb, the discarded grave clothes. This is what I do.