A good friend lost his father today. Death, as Hollywood  says differently, never takes a holiday. Death is a reminder to us of how fragile our lives are and how brief our time in tHis world really is. I sometimes wonder if, when I am gone, will I have really changed this world in any way? I think each of us considers this when we are faced with a death. We consider our own situation and we ponder why death has to exist at all. Jesus reminds us that death is not an end and the Christian belief allows so to look past death to a new life. Without our faith, death takes hold of us and makes life meaningless. After all, what difference would it make what I believe in if there was nothing after this? A wise philosopher once said, 'If I believe there is no God and I die and find there is a God, I will be lost. If I believe there is a God and find that there is no God, I may have believed wrongly, but I will have not lost anything. If I believe there is a God and there is a God, I will be rewarded. So I believe there is a God.' Now that may be hedging our bets, but I believe because of the Ressurrection. I believe because after over 2000 years, believers still exist. I believe because I have experienced Jesus in my life. I believe because I believe death can ot be an end. We are individuals with so much life, ow can that just disappear?