on the cross, it was a most intimate thing.”6 After ten hours as a bloodless, lifeless corpse, Richard miraculously revived, but he never forgot how personally he is known and loved. Think about it: we all want to make a name for ourselves. But why? We want our lives to count, to matter, to be worth something. Yet, apart from God, your name will not be remembered. Try something—quickly. What are the names of your great-grandmother and grandfather? Great-great-grandmother or grandfather? Most of us