Now, I know that, for some, the Resurrection of Christ is not real. It is metaphor, not actual event – a metaphor for the triumph of good over evil, of life over death, or a poetic way of saying that Jesus and his teachings are timeless and enduring, or that his disciples, after he died and was buried, began to see and experience him in a new way. But, my friends, we did not come here this morning to celebrate a metaphor. We came here because we believe — or are at least struggling to believe — the astonishingly good news proclaimed to those three brave women at the empty tomb early on that first day of the week: “You seek Jesus of Nazareth, the crucified. He has been raised. He is not here. He goes before you into Galilee; there you will see him as he told you.’