The resurrection was something I struggled to believe for a long time. The most helpful conversation I had about it was with a young French nun that I met when I was staying in an abbey to improve my french. She told me that there are resurrections all around us everyday-such as in nature or in our life experiences. Flowers bloom and then die and then the seeds of the flower create more bushes and flowers. We may go through something different like the end of a relationship or through an accident but after the darkness, if we work through it, there is light. We become a resurrected form or our old selves. This explanation helped me to see the whole thing differently and to find it a little less difficult to believe. If you keep looking through life with the lense of faith it becomes easier. I also think everyone has doubts, so faith is at least partially a choice.