26 But concerning the dead, that they rise, have you not read in the book of Moses, in the burning bush passage, how God spoke to him, saying, ‘I am the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob’?[a] 27 He is not the God of the dead, but the God of the living. You are therefore greatly mistaken.”
This rebuke of the ignorance of Scripture, and the power of God, had to have ruffled the Sadducees’ feathers, though we are not told their reaction.
Smug in their disposition, thinking there was safety in numbers and knowledge, they thought to trap the Teacher who taught with so much authority that the people marveled at Him.
His rebuke sounds stern enough, yet not angry, and even a bit downcast at their lack of knowledge, and their willingness to refute the very fruit of Jesus’ sacrifice: eternal life spent in the Presence of God, under the Power of God, in the Light of God, where we worship without ceasing, and the wicked and faithless are no more.
As David said, “Who will praise You from the grave?” (Psalm 6:5)
Yet, as a culture, we celebrate things dead that we bestow with a wretched immortality, unclean things that are rotting and turning into unholy creatures before our eyes.
We celebrate the night of All Hallow’s with abandon, and forget about the morning portion.
The enemy has tricked us into believing being immortally ‘undead,’ (which is not the same as eternally living in the Father’s presence) is fun, harmless, and inoffensive, when it is, in fact, a stench in God’s nostrils.
We believe and embrace the concept of the dead rising to cause us harm, indeed, to join them in their tormented eternity, but we balk at the idea of the dead rising in transformed glory, spotless under the Holy Blood of the Lamb who paid it all, so that when His enemies are made His footstool by the power of God, we remain guiltless and unscathed; we don’t believe because our hearts are hardened to service, receptive to all manner of sin disguised as pleasure, and faithlessness disguised as reason.
We would rather have Mother Nature than Father God and Lord Jesus.
We would rather have ghosts and sacrificial rituals than the Holy Spirit.
We would rather have a Day of the Dead than a National Day of Prayer.
And satan smiles at the mounting success of his many deceptions.
Did not our Lord say, “He who perseveres to the end shall be saved.”?
Did He also not say, “The girl is not dead, but sleeping.”? (Her spirit returned to her, and He took her by the hand…)
Did He not return the widow’s son to her, though no one asked Him?
And in the presence of His astonished friends: “Lazarus, come forth… Loose his graveclothes, and let him go.”
No one stayed dead in the presence of Jesus, and no one left unchanged.
Galatians 6:7 admonishes us:
Be not deceived, God is not mocked; for whatever a man sows, that he will also reap.
Therefore, I pray:
Lord Jesus, remove the lying spirits from before us, and cast them into pigs. They dress in bright colors, and caper ’round Your flock with sweet words and pleasures for the carnal senses, as the serpent tempted your handmaiden Eve to pride and disobedience, and Adam, your son, who renounced his headship and gave over his dominion.
Lord, help us to crucify our flesh, as Yours was, that we may find it resurrected in glory with You on the last day, as Yours was.
Refresh the faithful with a touch from You, and strengthen our spirits in these last days, that we may not be deceived, that we listen for the voice we know, that we might follow it without hesitation, and go out with great joy, carrying our harvest sheaves, that we may receive our crowns to cast at Your feet.
In Your Holy Name, and by the Power of your precious Blood, we ask, believing we have already received by Your Hand, and through Your will, which is the Father’s.