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Jesus has come, died and rose to life! "Legend and History have met and fused." It's the greatest and truest of fairy-stories!

Philippians 4:4-9 Rejoice in the Lord always. Again I will say, rejoice! Let your gentleness be known to all men. The Lord is at hand. Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy - meditate on these things. The things which you learned and received and heard and saw in me, these do, and the God of peace will be with you.

“Death has become like a tyrant who has been completely conquered by the legitimate monarch; bound hand and foot the passers-by sneer at him…no longer afraid of his cruelty and rage, because of the king who has conquered him.” — Athanasius, On the Incarnation

“Christ, re-ascending from His great dive, is bringing up Human Nature with Him. Where He goes, it goes too. It will be made ‘like Him.'" - C.S. Lewis, Miracles

"I have found that it is the small everyday deed of ordinary folks that keep the darkness at bay." -J.R.R. Tolkien

As Holy Week begins in Greece, #Meteora rises quietly through the mist. A place where faith has lived for centuries, carved into stone and silence. 🇬🇷 📷 a.bakolas

Happy Easter. Christ is risen. And that changes everything. Let the empty tomb reorient your life. Let us laugh at fear. Let us defy death. Let us live as Easter people. Let us stand on the side of life. Let us love people back to life. Let us make ugly things beautiful. Let us beat weapons into garden tools. Let us practice resurrection… every single day. Death does not get the last word. Love does.

It didn't begin with any grand ceremony or famous founder. Just a monk named Athanasius who, in the 1400s, decided he wanted to disappear into the woods. He left Putna Monastery one day and built himself a tiny wooden church deep in the forest. That was all. Over time, a few other monks heard about the quiet spot and found their way there and slowly a small community took root. That’s how Sihăstria Putnei actually started, with one man looking for silence and a handful of others who felt the same pull. The centuries that followed were rough. The place got burned down more than once, abandoned when wars swept through, swallowed by the forest, then rediscovered and patched back together. Today, when you walk into Sihăstria Putnei, it still carries that same feeling it was born from: a quiet corner of the woods where someone once went simply to be alone with God… and a few others quietly followed. Happy Palm Sunday. Romania 🇷🇴

Gratitude heals your brain

I once asked a friend why he believed in God. He said: "Because every time I've been on my knees, broken and out of options, something has picked me up." I've never heard a better answer. Happy Sunday. God Bless you all!

You ever notice how water never seems to run out of ideas? Rain. Rivers. Snow. Mist rising off a lake at sunrise. Same element. Endless ways to be beautiful “If a person believes in me, rivers of living water will flow out from his heart.” John 7:38

“And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die” — John Donne (“Death, be not proud”)

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“But, indeed, is not this whole world itself a monument of the Resurrection?” — George MacDonald

Christ’s Descent, David Newbatt Resurrection, Liane Collot d'Herbois