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God of Resurrection,
we cry out to you as empty people in a fractured world.
We live in a world of Good Fridays:
where the innocent suffer and die,
where the midday darkness smothers the light,
where the hopes and dreams dissolve,
where evil seems to triumph.
God of Resurrection,
we long to discover your presence,
we long to feel the rhythm of your power,
we stumble toward the tombs in our lives
and long to find them empty.
Bring Easter to our hearts,
to our eyes and ears, to our lives,
this morning.
In the name of Christ,
whose life and love could not be stamped out,
whose resurrection hope is the hope
which plants love and laughter in our lives
and lures them to sprout and bloom and blossom
like spring flowers in the morning sun, we say,
Amen.
John W. Howell
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I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you.
Before long, the world will not see me anymore, but you will see me.
Because I live, you also will live.
On that day you will realize that I am in my Father,
and you are in me, and I am in you.