By the third Sunday of Easter the faithful have returned to their designated pews and we go back to business as usual. As much as we relish the Easter celebration it is akin to a house guest that you like well enough but are just as happy when they leave and the spare bedroom can go back to being a spare room again. For all the bluster of Peter’s speech we do have a propensity for killing whatever is the author of life for us in favor of that which never satisfies. Like the psalmist only honest confession affords us peaceful sleep. We are children of God, as John writes, but when we see him as he is there will be so much more to come. And the broiled fish proof of the resurrection is just God doing the incarnation again so that we would see and believe.