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1 posted on 03/31/2018 9:56:39 PM PDT by JustAmy
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2 posted on 03/31/2018 10:07:50 PM PDT by JustAmy (Just Because!)
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To: JustAmy

A Blessed Easter to you, Amy.


3 posted on 03/31/2018 10:07:57 PM PDT by ButThreeLeftsDo (MAGA/KAG!!!)
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BLESSED EASTER TO ALL



It is the whisper of the first breath;
It is the rustle of graveclothes
Being laid aside, folded and
Squared on a cold ledge.

It is the sound of fingertips
Brushing along a hewn wall
In predawn darkness.

It is the rasp of a stone wheel
Grating in its track.

What unearthly stillness
Greets this once-corpse as
He surveys the earth
That had been his torture-chamber.

I hear these sounds
Across two thousand years, and
My lips strain to speak to Him.

I want to tear away
My garments of death.

I grope through my darkness,
My shoulder failing
against the weight--

This sound I hear,
This sound I hear
Is the sound of my Jesus
Rising again in
My heart.

...Latanye C. Scott

The Gaithers~It Is Finished

Providence~Thomas's Song

Nathaniel Ladies Ensemble~Thanks To God

Glad~The Solid Rock

St. Olaf Choir~Holy Holy Holy


11 posted on 04/01/2018 6:17:05 AM PDT by luvie (Our troops are the best of the best and we should honor them EVERY day!)
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