Easter Night
Alice Meynell
All night had shout of men
And cry of woeful women filled his way;
Until that noon of sombre sky
On Friday, clamour and display smote him;
No solitude had He,
No silence, since Gethsemane.
Public was death;
But power, but Might,
But life again, but Victory,
Were hushed within the dead of night,
The shuttered dark, the secrecy.
And all alone, alone, alone,
He rose again behind the stone.
“Joy is strength- Joy is love – Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls. She gives most who gives with Joy.” Mother Teresa
Note: Fill your tank with joy and you’ll light the way for all who come your way. You’ll turn naysayers into optimists and those who are sad will be dancing and singing all because you passed their way.
“Hope implies that there is the possibility of a better future, according to the famed hope researcher C.R. Snyder. It shows up at the worst possible time when things are dire and difficult, but can keep us going during those hard moments. If during the difficulty, we can see the faint glimmer of something better, then hope “opens us up,” says Barbara Fredrickson, a positive psychology researcher. And turn us toward something better.”
NOTE: Hope is the fuel that gets us out of bed in the morning and excited about our day. It rises from our deep believe that good triumphs over evil, things will work out well for us, and no matter the turmoil we’re surrounded in, it will end well and we will land on our feet. There are signs of hope all around us. Each time I see new life I see it as a sign of hope. Each time I witness an act of kindness, I see it as a sign of hope.
“You were made to soar, to crash to earth, then to rise and soar again.”
Joe: “I had an out of the body experience.”
Pete: “What was that like?”
Joe: “I was beside myself.”
