He's back in the land of the living, the Man we decided to kill; he's standing among us, forgiving our guilt of the Good-Friday-hill. He calls us to share in his rising, to abandon the grave of our past; he offers us present and future, a world that is open and vast. He's back in a world where the living are robbing each other of joy, where people for gain and destruction the powers of nature employ. From lofty respectable motives are crosses erected today, for people put people on trial and evil is having its way. But crosses are also the symbols of love that is given and spent; the signs of our hope and survival, of Easter defeating our Lent. Through people of passion, responding to rise against hunger and hell, new life shall arise from the ashes of hatred, and all shall be well!