Back in my college days in Eau Claire, WI, I stumbled home from a bar one afternoon and passed out on some live railroad tracks. I don't know how long I lay there. I vaguely remember regaining consciousness and staggering up the steep road to my dorm room, looking at my bloodied face and shirt in the mirror (I had head planted myself into one of the railroad ties), and realizing (in my drunken stupor) life wasn't exactly going the way I had hoped for.

Someone once said that our lives can be summarized by the dash on a tombstone between the year we were born and the year we die. That dash can be one heck of a ride -- exhilarating, bumpy, and uncertain (and hopefully not too many trainwrecks along the way)! If we're honest, we hope to figure out what the "dash" is all about before we die. In other words, what is life really all about?

My search for hope and the ultimate meaning of life culminated in the realization that if Jesus Christ is risen from the dead, that changes everything. He ain't dead. He's alive.

This song describes my understanding of what the Bible says regarding the resurrection of Jesus Christ.

FWIW: Shoutout to Bob Dylan's 1979 album Slow Train Coming. He was one of several artists who encouraged my early faith in God.