Free at last

The sun breaks over the horizon as the moon kisses the night goodbye.
The clouds roll out to sea.
The streets are relatively calm at this early time of day.
Rubble from Friday’s earthquake still dots the landscape.
A mother mournfully navigates her way through the city.
A rumbling noise can be heard on the outskirts of town.
A boulder is rolled away from an empty tomb.
Quiet whispers of a stolen corpse echo through the streets.
A small crowd begins to form.
An unlikely group of friends gather to discuss the news.
First confusion, then excitement.
Running.
Crying.
Jumping.
Shouting.
He is risen!
Spread the news.
He is alive!
Redemption has come.
He is Lord!
Salvation is here.
Life as we know it will never again be the same.
We are free at last!


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