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Every Easter we wind up in the same place, staring into the empty tomb and trying to make sense of it. ...... We hear the same story every year, but our hearts are in a different place each time, so it meets us differently. Perhaps some years we’re not moved at all: he is risen, what difference does it make? Other years, we may be moved to tears at what love can do. What we see as we peer into the empty tomb is up to us. Hope and life everlasting? Or a dark and hollow place that smells of death? ... What do you bring in your hearts to the tomb this Easter? ..... Let your spirit go dancing this Easter. Visit a place of emptiness and bring abundance. Share love, delight, hope, peace where none exists. ........excerpts from


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