#Resurrection Sunday
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tinymintywolf · 7 months ago
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happy easter!!! 🌅✝️
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enjoliquej · 7 months ago
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There in the ground, His body lay  Light of the world, by darkness slain  Then bursting forth in glorious day  Up from the grave, He rose again  And as He stands in victory  Sin's curse has lost its grip on me  For I am His and He is mine  Bought with the precious blood of Christ
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phoebepheebsphibs · 7 months ago
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Happy Resurrection Sunday, everyone.
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You are much loved.
Luke 23-24
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kitty-i-swear-to-gosh · 7 months ago
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Luke 24:13-37
Happy Easter everybody! Jesus is Alive!
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dearlittlefandom-stalker · 2 years ago
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Imagine being one of the Roman soldiers though. Imagine having to do what you thought would be a normal execution one day.
Three convicts, two of which are thieves. As for the third… I mean, yeah some people say this guy is the “messiah” (whatever that means, you’re no Jew) and there is talk of miracles and the religious nuts really seem to hate him, but you have him nailed to a cross all the same, so what? If he is a god then he can join the club; Caesar knows that the Romans have enough gods to fill their pantheon and then some. Most likely he’s just a man with some hefty delusions that cost him his life.
But then earthquakes happen. Weird but can be written off as chance, right? Then the sky goes dark midday. A blood moon rises.
That ain’t normal.
Feelings unlike anything you’ve ever felt arise in your gut. The man cries out with a loud voice “It is finished!” and dies immediately after. You shiver. Uncanny, that is.
“Surely this Man is the Son of God,” a fellow Soldier exclaims beside you. At this point you might agree, but the spear still pierces through his skin all the same and you think (hope) that whoever this God-Man was that he isn’t your problem anymore, seeing as he’s dead. Hopefully you can forget the whole thing. (Somehow you feel that this scene will haunt you for a long time)
But the debacle is not over with the burial, as you had assumed. The religious nuts get real anxious and noisy, so to shut them up Pilot has a watch set to guard the body of a dead man. A dead man.
You personally have seen many dead men in your time, but never have you seen one move. Never have you seen or heard of people particularly wanting to touch dead bodies, either. You almost say as such when you are one of the men assigned the last watch, but decide you’d rather like to keep your tongue than chance losing it. You expect it to be rather a boring job, all told.
And it is. Until these, these beings of light and lightning descend on top of you from the Heavens and the last thing you can think before you know no more is whatever god whose body I’ve been guarding please spare me
You wake up, despite all your expectations to the contrary. You almost wonder if it would have been better if you died.
Those religious nuts come to you and your fellow guards and give you some coin along with a fake story to tell. They offer to save the skin off your back so you are not put to death like others who’ve been killed for less. You go along with the story because to be honest there is still a part of you that hopes this was all a dream. But the borrowed words taste like ash in your mouth and the coins jingle in your pockets with all the weight of a chain.
You go through the rest of the day (and night, and the next day and night) after the event in a haze. Your feet walk where you know not and you don’t care to correct them.
But then you see Him.
The same Man you saw die.
The same Man whose body you guarded.
This Son of God, in the flesh, you see stand in front of a crowd with your own two eyes and you can scarce believe it but all the same you know more than you’ve ever known anything before that this is real, that this Jesus is truly not just a god, but The God.
And so you decide to follow Him.
Just imagine that for a minute.
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cleansedmedia · 7 months ago
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And they all cried out at once, saying, “Away with this Man, and release to us Barabbas”— who had been thrown into prison for a certain rebellion made in the city, and for murder. Pilate, therefore, wishing to release Jesus, again called out to them. But they shouted, saying, “Crucify Him, crucify Him!”
Luke 23:18‭-‬21 NKJV
Symbolically, we all are Barabbas. A prisoner of rebellion, guilty of murder and a number of other things. Yet, we were let go, set free, and Christ the most innocent man that ever walked the Earth, took our place.
Death was certain for Barabbas. 3 crosses were prepared, one of them for us, the rebellious murder.
As we reflect this Good Friday,
Consider standing before the crowd next to Christ that day; What look would He have given you? What look would have given Him? Seek Christ and His Mercy and Grace. He loves you so much.
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beardedmrbean · 7 months ago
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thecalvinistkat · 7 months ago
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~Matthew 28:1-20~
Happy Easter/Resurrection Sunday! The Easter Barry has hidden some eggs for Cream and Cheese to find…let’s hope they don’t discover his hiding place and ruin the surprise!
Thank you so much to @cephalosaur for peer-reviewing this and giving advice before it was posted (:
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thepastisalreadywritten · 7 months ago
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Fabergé Eggs
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Fabergé Eggs, perhaps considered one of the most famous examples of exquisite and luxurious craftsmanship to this day.
Fabergé eggs were originally commissioned by the Russian Imperial family in the late 1800s AD.
Tsar Alexander III (10 March 1845 – 1 November 1894) wanted a richly jeweled egg as an Easter gift for his wife, so Russian jeweler Peter Carl Fabergé (30 May [O.S. 18 May] 1846 – 24 September 1920) got to work and produced very first Fabergé egg in 1885 AD.
And like Easter eggs you may find hidden in your shrubs or gutters, these eggs were also intended to contain a surprise inside.
Initially, the first Fabergé egg was to contain a diamond ring, but after specific instructions given by the Emperor, the egg could be opened to find a ruby pendant instead.
Over the course of the next two decades, ten eggs were produced for the family during Alexander III’s reign, starting a dazzling tradition that his son Nicholas II (18 May [O.S. 6 May] 1868 – 17 July 1918) would carry on for his wife and his mother every Easter.
The popularity of eggs-travagant gifts spread well beyond the Imperial family, and soon, other wealthy families began commissioning their own eggs.
The eggs then began to represent great wealth and luxury that owning a Fabergé egg was considered a status symbol.
And with the skill level and time that it took to craft up just one Fabergé egg – up to one year per egg – it’s no surprise they come with such a high value.
The intricate Fabergé egg-making process began by creating a design for the egg and then the outer shell would start to come to life.
The team of goldsmiths would craft the eggs out of precious metals like gold or silver.
They were each decorated with intricate engravings, filigree work and other decorative elements.
And while his competitors used a standard palette, Fabergé wanted to experiment with more colors.
He created resplendent yellows, mauves, and all shades of greens — coming up with over one hundred and forty new colors.
Just as important as its exterior, the Fabergé egg’s interior was given just as much attention to detail.
A team of jewelers would work on creating a surprise to be hidden inside the bejeweled shell.
These surprises could be anything from miniature portraits of the recipients’ husbands to tiny replicas of famous landmarks.
The artists behind these miniature works of art were some of the best miniature painters, sculptors and engravers of that time who used a variety of material, including enamel, precious stones and even hair to create their work.
Finally, once all of the intricate pieces were complete, they were assembled by a team of skilled craftsmen to create the final product.
The egg was then presented to the recipient and would become a treasured family heirloom for years to come. 
Unfortunately, the House of Fabergé was forced to close its doors during the Russian Revolution in 1917.
Fabergé and his family fled Russia.
Many of the Fabergé eggs were sold, lost or smuggled out of Russia during this time, but now, many of them are housed in museums like the famous Fabergé Museum in St. Petersburg, Russia.
However, history came full circle when in 2007, with new ownership and direction, the company announced the reunification of the brand with the Fabergé family.
This new chapter set the stage for a total revitalization of the Fabergé name and philosophy, which are in tune with its original values and spirit.
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angelthefirst1 · 7 months ago
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I might be late to the party on this one, but I just realised this painting that Jadis did of Beth, was from when Daryl and her were alone together after the prison. When she was picking strawberries 🍓 (claimed) and she was talking about Faith. ✝️🐰
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He was the only one that had this memory of her exactly like this. So he must have been the one to describe her to Jadis. ❤️
Now the same picture is being used for her French ComicCon appearance with royal return purple 💜
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On Resurrection Sunday!
🍓✝️🐰🍓✝️♾️ ✝️🍓🐰✝️🍓
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tinymintywolf · 2 years ago
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no power of hell, no scheme of man / can ever pluck me from His hand
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psalm40speakstome · 7 months ago
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quiche-draws · 7 months ago
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Now if Christ is preached, that He has been raised from the dead, how do some among you say that there is no resurrection of the dead? But if there is no resurrection of the dead, not even Christ has been raised; and if Christ has not been raised, then our preaching is vain, your faith also is vain. Moreover we are even found to be false witnesses of God, because we testified against God that He raised Christ, whom He did not raise, if in fact the dead are not raised. For if the dead are not raised, not even Christ has been raised; and if Christ has not been raised, your faith is worthless; you are still in your sins. Then those also who have fallen asleep in Christ have perished. If we have hoped in Christ in this life only, we are of all men most to be pitied. But now Christ has been raised from the dead, the first fruits of those who are asleep. For since by a man came death, by a man also came the resurrection of the dead. - 1 Corinthians 15:12-21 (NASB)
Have a hardcore Resurrection Sunday, everyone!
Bible Project: Resurrection of Jesus https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vb24Lk1Oh5M
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artzee534 · 7 months ago
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Happy Easter/Resurrection Sunday! ✝
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getting-used-to-different · 2 years ago
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palm sunday yes, but also...
"table-flippin'-temple-cleansin' sunday" and "fig tree cursing sunday" are also acceptable
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beardedmrbean · 7 months ago
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