The Reason to Resurrect

Part 2 of "How to Raise a Dodo from the Dead"



Secondly, the drills of life come harshly to us. When the coring process is going on, it is neither fun nor enjoyable, yet the biblical maxim of dying to bear fruit comes. It is heartbreaking to see yourself die. The confusion of the mind that accompanies this is at times debilitating, and understanding seems far away. Sometimes, even the voice of God is shut to your ears, as the sky is brass and the heavens silent.

The human body can tolerate a bath of approximately 115 degrees. . . anything hotter is uncomfortable to the point of unbearable. Yet in the process of resurrecting the things that are dormant, you must submit to the process of heat not once, nor twice, but over and over.



It is imperative that you return to the altar of sacrifice regularly. Often you will find yourself wishing that there was another way...one that did not lead straight to the place of offering yourself on that wretched place of self denial. Your flesh will not enjoy it, but then again, scripture shouts that “no flesh will glory in His presence.”

If that is not enough, you will find your soul being rent into two pieces, a necessary function of separating the flesh from the spirit. Paul was clear when we said that spirit and flesh war against each other. One part of us needs to die for the other to live. After all, in the words of the old spiritual, “I’m living this life just to live again” ring true.

The false warmth of the world will settle like a blanket that has no real heat, but the familiarness of it provides a passing comfort. It is a cold, cold world that readily extends its proverbial cold fingers out and beckons you to an embrace of waste.

Flesh and spirit war.

So, why even worry with the proverbial dodo? The ugly bird that was laid waste in Mauritius has no reason, really, to be alive. It was ugly. It would not even occupy a bit of time in the life of the scientist, and be given little or no recognition in the world at large...and yet it looms as the poster child of what happens when something is lost.

The spiritual disciplines of prayer and fasting, of reading the Word, and meditating on it can become just like some other extinct species. Looking back will appear as a strange extinct being that bears no recognition within your life...

You will be able to tell it once flew, but unable to see praise beginning to rise now.
You will be able to tell it once had use, but now is dead...”How can the grave praise Thee?”
You will be able to tell it once bore children, but now has a barren womb.

The generation that follows has a right to know. To understand. To experience. To feel. To have the same close relationship that you did. Good reader, it’s time to preserve, to resurrect, and to reproduce mercies’ children again.