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![]() THE GRAVE IS EMPTY The tomb is empty. Jesus is risen. Jesus conquered death, hell, and the devil. Because I believed in Jesus and asked him to live in me, I too, have overcome death, hell, and the devil. Yes, my body will die. My will be put into a grave and disappear into the earth, but I, me, myself will live forever. To die is not just to be put into the grave, for me eternity is real, it is now. I’m glad Jesus sought me out, I’m glad I had the sense to accept him; become a new person and give up my independence and become his follower, his disciple. I’m glad Jesus’ grave is empty. I’m glad my grave only has my body and the real me is risen with Christ. I’m glad my future is safe; my present is provided for and my past is not remembered any more. The love Jesus has for me far outweighs any other loves I have or have experienced.
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Author: "You can always edit a bad page. You can’t edit a blank page" - Jodi Picoult
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