There is nothing left for you among the dead.
Leave this barren place, He is not here.
The tomb is empty.
He is alive.
He is risen.
Death has been conquered.
Leave the dead things behind, he has made all things new.
Month: April 2019
NPM 16
Say it one more time
Tell me once again
How could it be
When did forever end?
NPM 15
Step by step.
Slow, deliberate movements.
Arms outstretched, she pulls new life into being.
Evergreen, Persephone, the goddess always in bloom.
The snow melts under her feet as she banishes winter and wakes the earth from her slumber.
Gaea, arise, you are reborn ageless, draped in verdant beauty.
Persephone awaits you.
Call Diana’s moonlit maidens to join the dance, Spring has come.
NPM 19
It was at Golgotha…
Three crosses lined up at Calvary.
A sacrifice was made.
A body broken.
The cruelest death.
An abandonment.
Scorned, betrayed, forsaken by all.
But still he went.
Like a lamb to the slaughter.
And he did it for love.
With his last breathe he conquered death.
“It is finished.”
Famous last words.
A sacrifice was made,
and it was for love.
NPM 14
Young love is fire.
It’s the that look in his eyes as he watches her laugh.
Young love is heated fights and the joy of making up.
It’s creating a life together in a foreign land.
Young love is carefree and brand new.
It’s the foundation for the rest of your lives together.
Young love is her hand in his.
It’s the birth of three baby girls that look like mini versions of you.
Young love is joy.
It is finding the one and never letting them go.
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