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Leopard3
Guest
I wish you all a very, happy, hopeful and blessed Easter! He is risen!!! Alleluia!!!
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water
Guest
Thank you and the same thing to you!
Happy Easter! :tiphat:
Happy Easter! :tiphat:
C
cgvnau
Guest
Happy Easter to you too!
He is risen!
He is risen!
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4HisChurch
Guest
The Lord is risen indeed! Alleluia!I wish you all a very, happy, hopeful and blessed Easter! He is risen!!! Alleluia!!!
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Michael038
Guest
He Has Risen!!! Happy Easter!!
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Kevin42
Guest
The strife is over, the battle done;
now is the Victor’s triumph won;
O let the song of praise be sung:
Alleluia!
Peace be with you all! He is risen!
:extrahappy::bowdown2:
now is the Victor’s triumph won;
O let the song of praise be sung:
Alleluia!
Peace be with you all! He is risen!
:extrahappy::bowdown2:
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Evangel
Guest
Thank You for this priceless gift.
H
Hesychios
Guest
Christ is Risen…Indeed!
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puzzleannie
Guest
Christ is truly risen
(now we bump eggs, ooh I win)
(now we bump eggs, ooh I win)
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maryj
Guest
Our triumphant Holy Day, Alleluia.
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Iowa_Mike
Guest
On Easter Day:
He Still Rises"
by Father Larry Dowling
Our hearts may weigh heavy, caught even still
In the thrall of death’s power, in Calvary’s cross,
By humanity’s betrayals and loves denials
By power abused and innocence lost.
Whips of oppression deepen wounds of despair.
Thorns of greed crown the hungering masses,
Swords/guns pierce the heart of elusive peace
Nails of hatred drive deeper as each day passes.
Yet even now the words of Gethsemane’s submission
And a crucified Savior’s final forsakenness cries
Give life to those faithful whom death would entomb
Reminding us of Love’s triumph, that Jesus did rise.
And He still rises in the passionate prophet
Preaching a Gospel of nonviolent living.
He rises even now in a sinner’s confession
In the freedom bestowed by the gift of forgiving.
He rises as well in our addicted brother or sister
Admitting weakness, professing dependence on God.
He rises in the immigrant seeking a job and a home
Facing hardship and pain on the road they must trod.
In the caregiver’s comfort and an ailing one’s faith
He rises to bring physical and spiritual healing.
In a smile, shared tears or a loving embrace
He rises to brighten the way someone’s feeling.
He rises in the hands of doctors and nurses
Mending bodies with care and often spirits revive.
He rises in those abused, their innocence betrayed
Who resolve to move on, to live and to thrive.
He rises in teachers who challenge young minds,
In civil servants who strive to truly serve all.
He rises in the person who’s done their time
Working to start a new life, honoring God’s call.
He rises in victims of racism and greed,
Diminished by policies of institutions and nations,
Who fight to achieve their God-given potential,
Then work for lasting change for future generations.
He rises from the pages of Scripture, Sacred Word
Our lives to comfort, challenge, uplift and upend
He rises in bread & wine, Precious Body & Blood
To feed us His essence, earth and heaven transcend.
He rises in music sung/prayed by a choir
In the sharing of peace, of time, talent & treasure.
He rises in the hearts of communities of faith
Who honor His love by loving without measure.
He rises in the struggles of peoples and nations
In their longing for freedom from tyranny and fear.
He rises in the voices of those who are righteous
To bring God’s dream of unity ever close, ever near.
He rises in daybreak, in sun’s radiant display,
In verdant forests and flowers, in mountain view
In ocean’s deep calm, in river’s soothing flow
In the smell of fresh rain, in morning’s gentle dew.
Yes, in all times and places, Christ rises still
In the midst of deep joy and crippling pain.
In each faithful one’s willingness to die to oneself
That in every breath taken Christ may rise again.
He Still Rises"
by Father Larry Dowling
Our hearts may weigh heavy, caught even still
In the thrall of death’s power, in Calvary’s cross,
By humanity’s betrayals and loves denials
By power abused and innocence lost.
Whips of oppression deepen wounds of despair.
Thorns of greed crown the hungering masses,
Swords/guns pierce the heart of elusive peace
Nails of hatred drive deeper as each day passes.
Yet even now the words of Gethsemane’s submission
And a crucified Savior’s final forsakenness cries
Give life to those faithful whom death would entomb
Reminding us of Love’s triumph, that Jesus did rise.
And He still rises in the passionate prophet
Preaching a Gospel of nonviolent living.
He rises even now in a sinner’s confession
In the freedom bestowed by the gift of forgiving.
He rises as well in our addicted brother or sister
Admitting weakness, professing dependence on God.
He rises in the immigrant seeking a job and a home
Facing hardship and pain on the road they must trod.
In the caregiver’s comfort and an ailing one’s faith
He rises to bring physical and spiritual healing.
In a smile, shared tears or a loving embrace
He rises to brighten the way someone’s feeling.
He rises in the hands of doctors and nurses
Mending bodies with care and often spirits revive.
He rises in those abused, their innocence betrayed
Who resolve to move on, to live and to thrive.
He rises in teachers who challenge young minds,
In civil servants who strive to truly serve all.
He rises in the person who’s done their time
Working to start a new life, honoring God’s call.
He rises in victims of racism and greed,
Diminished by policies of institutions and nations,
Who fight to achieve their God-given potential,
Then work for lasting change for future generations.
He rises from the pages of Scripture, Sacred Word
Our lives to comfort, challenge, uplift and upend
He rises in bread & wine, Precious Body & Blood
To feed us His essence, earth and heaven transcend.
He rises in music sung/prayed by a choir
In the sharing of peace, of time, talent & treasure.
He rises in the hearts of communities of faith
Who honor His love by loving without measure.
He rises in the struggles of peoples and nations
In their longing for freedom from tyranny and fear.
He rises in the voices of those who are righteous
To bring God’s dream of unity ever close, ever near.
He rises in daybreak, in sun’s radiant display,
In verdant forests and flowers, in mountain view
In ocean’s deep calm, in river’s soothing flow
In the smell of fresh rain, in morning’s gentle dew.
Yes, in all times and places, Christ rises still
In the midst of deep joy and crippling pain.
In each faithful one’s willingness to die to oneself
That in every breath taken Christ may rise again.
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