Quotes About Resurrection

If you are searching for the secret of true joy, and victorious Holy Spirit-filled Christ living, the answer is simply this: Die! Die and keep on dying daily until all of you is dead and only Christ lives. Death is the key to life and life more abundantly.

At the resurrection, there will be the return of spirits to their bodies, the revivification of the bodies, and the remaking of the bodies.

When we die, our spirits go to the spirit world, and our bodies return to the elements of the earth until the resurrection.

Jesus did not come into the world to make bad men good. He came into the world to make dead men live!

If a man can predict his own death and resurrection, and pull it off, I just go with whatever that man says

Christ is the Son of God. He died to atone for men's sin, and after three days rose again. This is the most important fact in the universe. I die believing in Christ.

To wash and dress a corpse is a far different thing from making it alive: Man can do the one--God alone can do the other.

But when once the earth has sucked up a dead man's blood, there is no way to raise him up.

The cross is not the terrible end to an otherwise God-fearing and happy life, but it meets us at the beginning of our communion with Christ. When Christ calls a man, he bids him come and die.

How can you be a Christian without believing in that?" "I would say," Juanita says, "how can you be a Christian with it? Anyone who takes the trouble to study the gospels can see that the bodily resurrection is a myth that was tacked onto the real story several years after the real histories were written. It's so National Enquirer-esque, don't you think?

As they came out of a stand of big oaks and maples and broke out into windswept prairie near the brow of the hill, she saw the truth, which was that people had actually been nailed to those crosses and left to die.

Because of my Marxism, I was not into myths or miracles, whether it was the virgin birth, the physical resurrection or casting out demons from an epileptic.

The wolf's shape contorted, stretched, shimmered in the smoke of the fire, and soon a large, heavily muscled man was facing Jacques. His long, shaggy mane of hair was blond, his eyes golden, his body perfectly balanced. "You are Jacques, brother to Mikhail. I heard you were dead." "That is the story going around," Jacques assented warily.

One of Professor Bart Ehrman's more astonishing findings is that the account of Jesus's resurrection in the Gospel of Mark was only added many years later.)

My dinosaurs weren't even in their graves for three hours before someone rolled their rocks away. Maybe it was a lot easier for a bunch of angels to get a million dinosaurs to heaven than it was to get the saver of the whole world there, but I wished they'd given me a couple more hours.

He shrugs as he slowly collects himself. "I guess there was a part of me that kept hoping you would rise from the dead. Like a normal vampire.

Lacrimosa dies illa qua resurget ex favilla iudicando homo reus huic ergo parce deus! Pie Iesu domine dona eis requiem.

J'étais dans la mort; tu m'as remise dans la vie. Toi là, c'est le ciel à côté de moi. Donne-moi ta main, que je touche Dieu!

God raises from the dead he who man slays, he whom his brothers have rejected, finds his father once more. Pray, believe, enter into life the father is there.

immense France has her freaks of pettiness. That is all. To this there is nothing to say. Peoples, like planets, possess the right to an eclipse. And all is well, provided that the light returns and that the eclipse does not degenerate into night. Dawn and resurrection are synonymous. The reappearance of the light is identical with the persistence of the I.

Peoples, like planets, possess the right to an eclipse. And all is well, provided that the light returns and that the eclipse does not degenerate into night. Dawn and resurrection are synonymous. The reappearance of the light is identical with the persistence of the I.

The new king of the Protestant Establishment, featured on the cover of Time, was Reinhold Niebuhr, a New Yorker and bona-fide intellectual comfortable with nuance and ambiguity who didn't believe in the biblical miracles, including Jesus's bodily resurrection, or even in individual heavenly eternal life.

Do you think it's over now, though? That he's through with me?" "One way you could make sure," said Chiro. She was glib, jesting - surely - but her eyes were bright. "You could die," she said. "Resurrect ugly. He'd leave you alone then.

Así de fácil? ¿Les cuento que no soy humana y ustedes responden que ajá lo que sea? - Lo siento, pero creo que has neutralizado nuestra capacidad de sorpresa. Deberías haber empezado por eso y luego decirnos que resucitas a los muertos.