Christ is Risen Truly is Risen المسيح قام حقا قام John 20:1-18 
Now on the first day of the week Mary Magdalene went to the tomb early, while it was still dark, and saw that the stone had been taken away from the tomb. Then she ran and came to Simon Peter, and to the other disciple, whom Jesus loved, and said to them, They have taken away the Lord out of the tomb, and we do not know where they have laid Him. Peter therefore went out, and the other disciple, and were going to the tomb. So they both ran together, and the other disciple outran Peter and came to the tomb first. And he, stooping down and looking in, saw the linen cloths lying there; yet he did not go in. Then Simon Peter came, following him, and went into the tomb; and he saw the linen cloths lying there, and the handkerchief that had been around His head, not lying with the linen cloths, but folded together in a place by itself. Then the other disciple, who came to the tomb first, went in also; and he saw and believed. For as yet they did not know the Scripture, that He must rise again from the dead. Then the disciples went away again to their own homes. But Mary stood outside by the tomb weeping, and as she wept she stooped down and looked into the tomb. And she saw two angels in white sitting, one at the head and the other at the feet, where the body of Jesus had lain. Then they said to her, Woman, why are you weeping? She said to them, Because they have taken away my Lord, and I do not know where they have laid Him. Now when she had said this, she turned around and saw Jesus standing there, and did not know that it was Jesus. Jesus said to her, Woman, why are you weeping? Whom are you seeking? She, supposing Him to be the gardener, said to Him, Sir, if You have carried Him away, tell me where You have laid Him, and I will take Him away. Jesus said to her, Mary! She turned and said to Him, Rabboni! (which is to say, Teacher). Jesus said to her, Do not cling to Me, for I have not yet ascended to My Father; but go to My brethren and say to them, `I am ascending to My Father and your Father, and to My God and your God.’ Mary Magdalene came and told the disciples that she had seen the Lord, and that He had spoken these things to her.
Glory is due to our God to the age of all ages. Amen
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Thank you Father
Thank you, Father, for all You have given me -- much more than I could even count.
For sunlight that streams into my window and warms my weary heart.
For moonlight on the nights I called out to You and let You wash away my tears.
For people who love me when I seem most unlovable but when I need their love the most. For giving them the grace.
For holding my heart when it is trembling.
For being that guiding Light when I am lost in the dark, with nowhere to go.
For caring enough to send the very best.
For the peace that my prayers are answered.
For the power you give to such a weak soul as mine when I reach out and touch you. When I say "Dear God..." and You flow through me and suddenly everything makes sense again.
For taking away the confusion when my heart is aching and when I do not understand.
For soothing the fears that plague me so I can hardly move.
For putting a smile on my face and laughter in my heart at the strangest times.
For music which causes my very soul to sing and soar on the clouds towards You.
For eyes to see the beauty of Your world -- each towering tree and misty sunset, each smiling face.
For voices which communicate love. To a heart so dry and hungering, they are like water.
For being the foremost of those voices, Lord, and the One who causes the rest to sing.
For the thrill of a new idea.
For the sweet serenity of a prayer answered -- a sweetness I hold close to me like a treasure, and I say "My God loves me."
For loving me enough to not answer all my prayers.
For wisdom to know what's best for me, and the never-ending love to always dispose it.
For miracles, and the joy of knowing You ever deeper.
For loving me in the midst of my sin and bestowing blessings I could never deserve.
For the peace that infolds me with the simple knowledge that "Jesus cares."
For having the awesome power to move even the most formidable mountains. Mountains against which I struggle and rage and cry -- they are too big for me and I stand defeated. But You who made the stars and the earth and all the heavens can move them with the snap of a finger. And leave me awestruck with nothing to do but bow down to Your majesty with "Praise the Lord!" on my lips. And you say, "I'm not through with you yet, my child. Show me the next mountain..."
For the great adventure of a life lived with You!
For being there when my spirit cries
For wiping the tears away from my eyes
For holding my heart close
For loving me when I need it the most
For touching me with moonlight when I call out to You in the empty night
For the stars and the peace and for my tears and the feeling of You that surrounds me, soothing my fears
For the times when You have sustained me and I didn't even know it was You, too blind to see that over all I do is the guiding touch of Your hand Jesus