In many respects I would find an unresurrected Jesus easier to accept.
Easter makes Him dangerous.
Because of Easter I have to listen to His extravagant claims and can no longer pick and choose from His sayings. Moreover, Easter means He must be loose out there somewhere.
Like the disciples, I never know where Jesus might turn up, how He might speak to me, what He might ask of me. As Frederick Buechner says, Easter means “we can never nail Him down, not even if the nails we use are real and the thing we nail Him to is a cross.”
–Philip Yancey
He is alive and loose out there somewhere. What might He say to me today?