Lord Jesus, risen from the dead and alive for evermore: Stand in our midst tonight as in the upper room; show us thy hands and thy side; speak thy peace to our hearts and minds; and send us forth into the world as thy witnesses; for the glory of thy name.
The Emmaus Disciples (1822), by Abraham Bloemart pic.twitter.com/B3qAjO7Htl
— Richies Place (@lastdays58) August 21, 2020
Gather gladness from the skies;
Take a lesson from the ground;
Flowers do ope their heavenward eyes
And a Spring-time joy have found;
Earth throws Winter’s robes away,
Decks herself for Easter Day.
Beauty now for ashes wear,
Perfumes for the garb of woe.
Chaplets for disheveled hair,
Dances for sad footsteps slow;
Open wide your hearts that they
Let in joy this Easter Day.
Seek God’s house in happy throng;
Crowded let His table be;
Mingle praises, prayer and song,
Singing to the Trinity.
Henceforth let your souls alway
Make each morn an Easter Day.
Golden lane at sunrise. Taken in Glastonbury on one of the lanes near Glastonbury Tor. pic.twitter.com/izoG9eQbdA
— Michelle Cowbourne (@Glastomichelle) April 21, 2025
“Without Easter, Good Friday would have no meaning. Without Easter, there would be no hope that suffering and abandonment might be tolerable. But with Easter, a way out becomes visible for human sorrows, an absolute future: more than a hope, a divine expectation.”
–Hans Urs von Balthasar To the Heart of the Mystery of Redemption (San Francisco: Ignatius Press, 2010), p.39
Happy Easter . Durer. Praying hands x pic.twitter.com/r4IYV0ZEm4
— Gea Austen (@GeaAusten) April 1, 2018
Found courtesy of Alan Jacobs there:
What inclines even me to believe in Christ’s Resurrection? It is as though I play with the thought. — If he did not rise from the dead, then he decomposed in the grave like any other man. He is dead and decomposed. In that case he is a teacher like any other and can no longer help; and once more we are orphaned and alone. So we have to content ourselves with wisdom and speculation. We are in a sort of hell where we can do nothing but dream, roofed in, as it were, and cut off from heaven. But if I am to be REALLY saved, — what I need is certainty — not wisdom, dreams of speculation — and this certainty is faith. And faith is faith in what is needed by my heart, my soul, not my speculative intelligence. For it is my soul with its passions, as it were with its flesh and blood, that has to be saved, not my abstract mind. Perhaps we can say: Only love can believe the Resurrection. Or: It is love that believes the Resurrection. We might say: Redeeming love believes even in the Resurrection; holds fast even to the Resurrection. What combats doubt is, as it were, redemption.
Happy Easter
— Vir Desideriorum (@VirDesideriorum) April 19, 2025
Frohe Ostern
Buona Pasqua
Feliz Pascua
Joyeuses Pâques
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Resurrection of Christ (Attavante degli Attavanti, Florence). Cutting, probably from a missal produced for Pope Leo X, commissioned around 1513 for use in the Sistine Chapel
Dr. Jörn Günther Rare Books pic.twitter.com/PqR4wyso3R
Words cannot utter
Christ His returning:—
Mankind, keep Jubilee,
Strip off your mourning,
Crown you with garlands,
Set your lamps burning.
Speech is left speechless;—
Set you to singing,
Fling your hearts open wide,
Set your bells ringing:
Christ the Chief Reaper
Comes, His sheaf bringing…
Happy Easter Monday ☀️ pic.twitter.com/GHioesF7no
— Ailish Sinclair (@AilishSinclair) April 21, 2025
Grant, we pray, Almighty God, that we who celebrate with reverence the Paschal feast may be made worthy to attain to everlasting joys; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen.
The Three Women on the Tomb of Christ (1843), by Irma Martin pic.twitter.com/UpZgQRTFUG
— Classical Art (@SeekAfterBeauty) April 20, 2025
I keep the Lord always before me;
because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
Therefore my heart is glad, and my soul rejoices;
my body also dwells secure.
For thou dost not give me up to Sheol,
or let thy godly one see the Pit.
Thou dost show me the path of life;
in thy presence there is fulness of joy,
in thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.
Resurrection day #EasterSunday
— Ennius (@red_loeb) April 20, 2025
BL Add MS 19352; Theodore Psalter; 1066 CE; Eastern Mediterranean (Constantinople); f.146 @BLMedieval pic.twitter.com/5PUDFv3Ols