My favorite day of the entire year is Easter. To declare the Good News of resurrection is the ultimate thrill for a preacher. It's even better than being a baseball fan in Yankee Stadium or a mountain climber on Mount Everest or a blues singer on Beale Street. No news is quite so good as "He lives!"

1995 will always be a special year for me because I have had three Easters. The first one I shared with you back in April when over 5000 of us celebrated resurrection in five great services (count them, one on Saturday night and four on Sunday morning). Then one week later, on the date when Easter is celebrated in the Eastern Orthodox world, I was in Moscow, Russia. There it was my privilege to declare that same Easter Gospel through an interpreter. They even taught me how to say it in Russian-…