Autumn is my favorite season. The explosion of color brings me again to my knees. “How awesome You are, God. You give us this beauty, even though we don’t deserve it.” In years past I’ve likened the coloring of the trees as a resurrection experience. In dying their colors become bold and stunning. In falling to the ground they give up their life to make compost for the next generation of seeds to thrive. But now, as I approach my golden years, I’m not so happy about the analogy that pushes expectations to be glorious in my last decade of ministry. And the thought of becoming compost is less than inspirational. Who wants to resurrect if it means dying? I’d rather live eternally! It is good that God offers us both in Jesus Christ. This Sunday we’ll again sit at the feet of Jesus and learn why resurrection is the first step in living eternally.