Hope for the Hopeless

They looked for Him in a place like this… A place for the dead, the forgotten…Where names etched were worn away… A hopeless place. A place where hopes and dreams end… But that day was different. The ground shook, a veil — the one that separated people from God’s throne room — tore in two, and an angel spoke to women who came to pay respects to a dead man. “He is not here. He has risen.” The words of the angel reverberate throughout all of history. He is not here… He has beaten death. He has paid our way, …

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