God's word throughout the ages has been the source of life, and still it raises people out of their tomb of grief. The house was full of sadness; a little girl had died. Her father ran to Jesus and like a man he cried. He pleaded for his daughter before the Son of man: Lord, lay your hand upon her and she will live again. The house was full of mourners, the street was dark with gloom, when Jesus came and entered the stillness of her room. He touched her with his speaking and took her by the hand; he gave the girl her Easter and helped her live and stand. He gave the mourners laughter; the girl another chance. He stopped the sad procession by leading death a dance. Your church is like a daughter who oversleeps in death; Lord, touch her with your spirit and bring her back to life.