I am the resurrected life.

This is the ultimate confession of faith—the declaration that the Christian's life is not their own, but is now hidden with Christ in God, sharing in His victory over death. It is the core of our hope.

Here is a poem on that triumphant reality.

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The Unending Dawn

You are not the God of graves, Of dusty relics,silent caves. You are not a memory,faint and old, A story that was once foretold.

You are the I AM—present, now, With life upon Your brow. The stone was rolled,the tomb proved vain, You shattered death’s most certain chain.

And now Your voice, a clarion call, Breaks through our own despair and fall: “I am the resurrected life.” The end of struggle,end of strife.

This is the life that cannot die, Though flesh may fail,the soul flies high. This is the life that death could not contain, The healing for our deepest pain.

“I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in me will never die.” (John 11:25-26)

This is my identity, my core, To be alive in You,and more. No longer I,but Christ in me, A branch upon the living Tree.

My past is buried with my Lord, My future is Your sure reward. My present is to walk in power, In this new life,this very hour.

For we were therefore buried with him through baptism into death in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, we too may live a new life. (Romans 6:4)

So let me live this truth today, In every word,in every way. Not as one who fears the end, But as a citizen who can descend…

…into the valleys, without fright, For I am walking in Your light. I carry within this mortal frame, The power of Your glorious name.

I am the resurrected life. This is my story,this my song. A victory sure,and true, and long. For death has lost its sting and grave its power, In this triumphant,eternal hour.