Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this? She saith unto him, Yea, Lord: I believe that thou art the Christ, the Son of God, which should come into the world.
– John 11:25-26
He is risen! The stone rolled back, the dawn unsealed, light spilling like a promise over sleeping graves. Where sorrow sat, a quiet joy now takes its place, and every shadow learns the shape of grace.
The tomb gave up its silence to a voice of peace, and hearts that feared the night find courage to believe. Broken things are mended by a mercy fierce and kind, and hope, once buried, rises in the soul and mind.
Sing, for the grave is empty and the sky proclaims, death’s final whisper swallowed by His name. Walk in the newness, let your weary spirit soar, for He is risen! Now and forevermore!
© Walter Joseph Robertson Sr.
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