He goes to the table.
He sits down.
He eats before them.
It is of record that he did eat broiled fish and an honeycomb.
Either this is the worst fable ever palmed off on the church of Christ—on the credulity of aching human hearts—or it is the truth of God.
Call it the truth of God—then the body in which our Lord Jesus Christ rose was the body in which he died.
That body, stamped and sealed with the stigmata of the cross, is the living, quivering definition, and indisputable demonstration of immortality. Immortality is the living again in a body which was dead and dieth no more; or, it is the change of the body in which we now live into an incorruptible, glorious body which shall never die.
In that body which he raised from the dead, and which never saw corruption, our Lord Jesus Christ now sitteth at the right hand of God.
He is there as the vision and standard of immortality.
He is there as the forerunner, the prototype, the sample and prophecy of immortality for the Christian.