Our Redeemer Lives

There was a crotchety old man who lived with his wife in the backwoods. One day the old mountaineer fell and struck his head against a rock. When his wife found him, he appeared to be quite dead. This happened at a time before morticians would venture up into those hills, and so there was no embalming. The “widow” merely summoned a few neighbors to help her dress the body, put it in a plain box and take it to the place of burial. As the dead man was being carried from the house by four neighbors, one of them stumbled, causing the coffin to crash into a gatepost. The crash somehow revived the old man. He knocked the cover off the coffin, screamed at everyone and raised a terrible fuss. One year later, the old man fell sick and died again. Once more the body was placed in the box. And as the pallbearers hoisted their burden and began moving from the house to…