“At that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook and the rocks split. The tombs broke open and the bodies of many holy people who had died were raised to life. They came out of the tombs, and after Jesus' resurrection they went into the holy city and appeared to many people. When the centurion and those with him who were guarding Jesus saw the earthquake and all that had happened, they were terrified, and exclaimed, "Surely he was the Son of God!" (Matt 27:51-54)
“After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.
I'm sorry this is being posted a bit after the fact. People move on to the next event quickly. Easter is last week's news. But I've been bitten by either a bad bug or an earthquake hangover, so I couldn't finish 'til now. (The room's been spinning. )
Anyway, in re-reading what I started on Monday, I realize that I need to celebrate Easter every day, not just once a year.
I'm planning on posting more pictures of the day when I feel a little better.
In the meantime...if anyone feels like sharing any "earthquake" stories...times when the ground has given way beneath you...I'd love to hear them. If you're not comfortable posting, you can email me at email@example.com.