It was April 1982 while visiting a girlfriend at Yale University, which was a week prior to giving my life to Christ May of 82.  We were walking through the streets of New Haven CT. touring the campus. I was admiring the architecture thinking how wonderful it would have been to have had the necessary funds to attend such a great school.   I had grown up in middle-class America  in what I have recently come to refer to as Me The One Massachusetts. While standing outside the cemetery I read the words “The Dead Shall Be Raised.”  It was the first time I had ever heard the phrase and I was 22 years of age. I asked the young lady I was with what did it mean and she said it was a Christian belief. Immediately upon her reply I then heard audibly a voice say while my back was… Read moreThe dead shall rise the evil will not.