Quotes About Resurrection

Death cannot keep back love; love is stronger than death. The meaning of Good Friday and Easter Sunday is that God's path to human beings leads back to God.11 Dietrich Bonhoeffer, "Lectures to the Congregation in Barcelona

In the resurrection, when we come up looking backward at each other, I shall know you only of all that company.

No man taketh it from me, but I lay it down of myself. I have power to lay it down, and I have power to take it again.

31 Hijo mío, respondió el padre, tú siempre estás conmigo, y todos los bienes míos son tuyos; 32 mas ya ves que era muy justo el tener un banquete, y regocijarnos, por cuanto este tu hermano había muerto, y ha resucitado; estaba perdido, y se ha hallado. 16

40 Entonces Pedro habiendo hecho salir a toda la gente, poniéndose de rodillas, hizo oración; y vuelto al cadáver, dijo: Tabita, levántate. Al instante abrió ella los ojos: y viendo a Pedro, se incorporó. 41

54 Jesús pues la cogió de la mano y dijo en alta voz: Niña levántate. 55 Y de repente volvió su alma al cuerpo, y se levantó al instante. Y Jesús mandó que le diesen de comer. 56 Y quedaron sus padres llenos de asombro, a los cuales mandó que a nadie dijesen lo que había sucedido. 9

In the midst of life we are in death, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection.

I am neither an optimist nor a pessimist. Jesus Christ is risen from the dead.

The message of Easter is not that Jesus is alive, it is so much more. The message of Easter is that Jesus has risen!

Live as though Christ died yesterday, rose from the grave today, and is coming back tomorrow.

If your heart is dead, know that the One who can give life to the dead body, can give life to your dead heart.

We may never be martyrs but we can die to self, to sin, to the world, to our plans and ambitions. That is the significance of baptism; we died with Christ and rose to new life.

The devil, darkness, and death may swagger and boast, the pangs of life will sting for a while longer, but don't worry; the forces of evil are breathing their last. Not to worry...He's risen!

When Good Friday comes, these are the moments in life when we feel there's no hope. But then, Easter comes.

We live and die; Christ died and lived!

Could not the art of dance, at its best, be read as gesturing toward the resurrection of the body celebrated in 1 Corinthians 15, a fully physical body certainly, but a body whose life vastly surpasses that of the body of this life ... the body riven by sin and running toward death?

Every religion holds forth the promise of either defeating time, escaping time, overcoming time, reissuing time, or denying time altogether. We use our religions as vehicles to enter the state of nirvana, the heavenly kingdom, or the promised land. We come to believe in reincarnation, rebirth, and resurrection as ways of avoiding the inevitability of biological death.

Death has been swallowed up in victory'" (1 Corinthians 15:51-54).

Faithfulness to the past can be a kind of death above ground. Writing of the past is a resurrection the past then lives in your words and you are free.

Man and society are resurrected every moment in the act of hope and of faith in the here and now; every act of love, of awareness, of compassion is resurrection; every act of sloth, of greed, of selfishness is death. Every moment existence confronts us with the alternatives of resurrection or death; every moment we give an answer. This answer lies not in what we say or think, but in what we are, how we act, where we are moving.

there'll be a few problems with Hans Kramer's body on Judgement Day when they try to resurrect what was left after the shell hit him.

that the deepest experience of human existence, the most creative, the most joyful, and surely the most true is the experience taught to us by the incarnate Word of God and bought for us by his crucifixion and resurrection.

You surround the dead with veneration and memory, you dream of immortality, and in your myths and legends there's always someone being resurrected, conquering death. But were your esteemed late great-grandfather really to suddenly rise from the grave and order a beer, panic would ensue.

The villagers almost beat me to death, but fortunately they didn't know how to go about it . . . They punctured me with stakes, chopped my head off, poured holy water all over me and buried me. Can you imagine how I felt when I woke up?