Quotes About Resurrection

To believe in Jesus Christ is to be saved from death to life eternal.

The great gift of Easter is hope - Christian hope which makes us have that confidence in God, in his ultimate triumph, and in his goodness and love, which nothing can shake.

The day misspent, the love misplaced, has inside it the seed of redemption. Nothing is exempt from resurrection.

The Resurrection of Jesus is...a symbol of hope...I don't see how you can show love...without being in solidarity with the victims of this world. And if you are in solidarity with the victims, I don't see how you can avoid the cross. The theology of the cross is the theology of love in our real world.

But I was not really shown how to take up my cross and actually follow Christ. The crisis of American Christianity basically boils down to this failure. I still don't claim to know how to walk the way of the cross or the path of resurrection very well. But I think that the quest to do so is still at the heart of a meaningful faith. What does it look like to live sacrificially but also incarnationally? Christ was God incarnate, made flesh. How do we walk through death to life, here, now?

Varje natt på Klara Norra tillbads han och offrades, hans kropp styckades och åts, och nästa morgon återföddes han hel och levde igen.

I think Christ has recommended rising early in the morning by his rising from the grave very early.

In Jesus' death we see the willingness of God to enter into our suffering as a sacrifice for sin. In his resurrection we see the power of God to overcome the effects of sin.

Mum's dead." "I'm sorry," Lockwood said. A shrug of bony shoulders. "The good news is, she hasn't risen again. So far." There was a silence. "Try the cake," George said. "It's good.

No, no em crec que Jesús hagi ressuscitat. No em crec que un home hagi tornat d'entre els morts. Només el fet de que la gent s'ho pugui creure, i que jo mateix hi hagi cregut, m'intriga, em fascina, m'inquieta, em trasbalsa - no sé quin verb hi ha encara més. Escric aquest llibre per no pensar-me que jo en sé més, sense creure-m'ho, que els que sí que s'ho creuen i que jo mateix quan m'ho creia. Escric aquest llibre per no donar-me la raó a mi mateix" Pàgina 289

The story that the church has been telling for two thousand years is an outrageous tale about a man who was executed by the state but rose up from the dead. The crux of the story isn't that Jesus figured out the right answer to all the questions facing Israel in his day. What makes all the difference is that Jesus defeated the ultimate enemy and got up from the dead.

To live as the body of Christ in such a time as this is to reimagine what it means to remember and embody that story of resurrection.

che ogni sofferenza assunta in Cristo perde la sua disperazione, la sua stessa negatività

Tutto ciò che appartiene all'ordine spirituale progredisce attraverso le morti e le successive resurrezioni, e non c'è più nulla che conti quando manca al cuore questo assoluto dell'amore

Where God tears great gaps we should not try to fill them with human words. They should remain open. Our only comfort is the God of the resurrection, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who also was and is his God. In

No one has yet believed in God and the kingdom of God, no one has yet heard about the realm of the resurrected, and not been homesick from that hour, waiting and looking forward joyfully to being released from bodily existence . . . Death is hell and night and cold, if it is not transformed by our faith. But that is just what is so marvelous, that we can transform death.

Only in the cross and resurrection of Jesus Christ has death been drawn into God's power, and it must now serve God's own aims. It is not some fatalistic surrender but rather a living faith in Jesus Christ, who died and rose for us, that is able to cope profoundly with death.

Where God tears great gaps we should not try to fill them with human words. They should remain open. Our only comfort is the God of the resurrection, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who also was and is his God. In him we know our brothers and in him is the biding fellowship of those who have overcome and those who still await their hour. God be praised for our dead brother and be merciful to us all at our end.

When Christ calls a man, he bids him come and die."11

In fact, we are not sick and in need of healing. We are dead and in need of resurrecting.

Jesus's rising from the dead was considered as impossible and staggering as such a thing would be considered today. People in the first century did not rise from the grave any more than they do now, in the twenty-first century.

Where God tears great gaps we should not try to fill them with human words. They should remain open. Our only comfort is the God of the resurrection, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who also was and is his God.

Edge of Things" I wait at the twilit edge of things, A dry spell spilling over into drought, The slippages of shadow silting in, The interchange of dusk to duskier, The half-dark turning half-again as dark. There: night enough to call it a good night. I wait for the resurrection, but wake to morning: Mist lifting off the river. Ladders in the orchard trees although the picking's done.

Ivypool felt her mouth drop open "Hollyleaf? But...you you're dead!" "Obviously not," the newcomer replied with an edge to her voice.