christ in the tomb

A man seen lying and praying on top of the tomb of Jesus Christ, as thousands of Orthodox Christian worshippers take part in the Holy Fire ceremony at the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, traditionally believed to be the burial site of Jesus Christ, in Jerusalem’s Old City during the Easter holiday. April 30, 2016. Photo by Hadas Parush

Her parents had plans to engage her with a certain count of Farringdon, but Lara refuses that arranged marriage. The consequences are immediate: Lady Angeline Lodge-Croft disowns her daughter in benefit of… her dog, a yorkshire named Brighton!
—  from L’Histoire de Tomb Raider, by Alexandre Serel
Biblical evidence for St. Peter being the first pope.

+Among the Twelve Apostles, Peter’s name is mentioned the most, being 195 times in New Testament, while the next one, St. John, is mentioned 29 times.

+Whenever the apostles are all listed by name as a group, Peter’s name is always mentioned first, while Judas, the Lord’s betrayer, is always mentioned last.

+There are times when the apostles aren’t called by names but instead we see phrases like “Peter and the others,” which indicates that Simon Peter represented the college of apostles.

+Matthew 16: 18-19

+Jesus called Peter to come out of the boat and walk on water (Matt. 14: 25-33)

+Jesus Christ preached to the crowds from Simon Peter’s fishing boat.

+St. John waited for St. Peter to enter the empty tomb of Christ (John 20:6)

+Luke 22:31-32

+St. Peter preaches the first post-Pentecost sermon

+St. Peter performed the first miracle (Acts 3:1-10)

+God delivers revelation to Peter that Gentiles could now enter the Church without the need to observe Jewish Kosher food laws, and this teaching Peter made binding on the whole Church at the Council of Jerusalem in Acts 15.

+St. Paul checked in with St. Peter before starting his public ministry.

zodiacsgraveyard  asked:

Hey DD, in a turn of absolutely terrible luck, I misplaced my passport in Dublin and will be spending a day to a week searching for it/waiting for a replacement. Would you happen to know any great places that you'd recommend I visit while I'm trying to stave off my inevitable panic and horror at my own bad luck? xx

Oh jeez. What a turn of events! Commiseration offered.

Here are some things you might do.

In the city:

Take a morning or afternoon to run around the National Museum branch at Collins Barracks. Plenty of interesting stuff over there. Also: don’t forget the old “main branch” of the Museum in center city on Kildare Street. That’s where the Celtic gold items are. Lean against the cases and droooool like the rest of us.

Go to Trinity College Library and see the Book of Kells. (Also mock George Lucas for stealing its design for the Jedi Library without crediting the original. Naughty George.)

Go visit St. Stephen’s Green and say hi to the ducks. Lunchtime is good for this. Grab a bag lunch from one of the sandwich places down toward the park end of Grafton Street.

Check out Christ Church Cathedral, which is extremely handsome. Visit the tomb of Dean Swift, writer’s writer and satirist of satirists, finally all comfy someplace where (as the tombstone says) “savage indignation can no longer lacerate his heart.” Be there for the choir if you can.

Do a river or harbor or canal tour! Or maybe you’re feeling goofy enough to take one of the Viking Splash Tours. They have vehicles that go in and out of the water, and they take you around the main sights in town, and you get to wear a horned helmet and wave a plastic sword or axe and yell ARRR at people. This strikes me as highly therapeutic. :)

Outside the city:

Get out of town on the DART – take it down to Bray and walk the seafront. Or go up north to Howth or Skerries and soak up the small-fishing-village vibe.

Or: Grab the Luas down to Dundrum and wander around the big shopping centre there – some nice stuff there for windowshopping and some good places to sit for lunch. (If using the Luas, make sure to buy a Leap Card from one of the machines – you’ll save significantly on fares.)

Or: If you feel like going so far north and have the cash for the train, catch the Enterprise up to Belfast (they’ve just refurbished the rolling stock, finally) and check the place out. If you go up there, right across from Great Victoria St. Station is that queen among pubs and National Trust site, the Crown Liquor Saloon. Go see the tile and the mirrors and the mosaics and the rest of the art. They pull a fair pint, too, though some will feel it’s overpriced. – There’s also the new Titanic Quarter, which is worth looking into.

Now having said all that: I am genuinely slow on the uptake today, because the very first thing I should have thought to say to you is: If you’re stuck in Dublin for the next week, you are about to be stuck in the middle of the St Patrick’s Festival. This is, well, a mixed blessing. There will be a million cool things going on. There will also be a LOT of people in town. A LOT. If you have trouble with crowds, you may want to be aware that last year there were something like half a million visitors in for the Parade. Everything gets insanely crowded, and in some places prices will get jacked up, sometimes ridiculously. Keep your eyes open.

Finally: Food in town, and pubs: Gotham Cafe is great (say hi to David and/or Jackie for us): best NY thin crust pizza in the city, and much more. Food’s good up at Porterhouse Central at the top of Grafton Street. Half the time when Peter and I are up in town, we’ll wind up in one of those two places. Also enjoyable: (I’m not going to link to these – Google them, you’ll find them): Monty’s of Kathmandu (in Temple Bar): Yamamori and Yamamori Noodles: The Counter (fabulous modular/build-it-yourself burgers): Pichet (French, super): Chez Max at Dublin Castle (Palace Street: best steak frites in town): The Port House (tapas and sherries etc): Brasserie Sixty6 (bistro stuff): The Exchequer (gastropub and cocktail joint par excellence): Thai Spice (down Talbot Street behind Busaras). Favored pubs: The Oval Bar (off O’Connell Street north of the river): The Brazen Head (oldest in the city – a pub has operated on that site since the 1100s or thereabouts): The Long Hall (”the wizards drink there”): Neary’s, off Grafton Street (note bronze arms sticking out of the wall like something from La Belle et la Bete): Davy Byrnes (aka “The Moral Pub” in James Joyce)(good oysters there, too): McDaid’s (aka “The Morgue”: apparently it was, once) near the Westbury Hotel: Bruxelles, ditto: The Bailey in Duke Street: and a bit new, Mary’s Bar (& Hardware) across from Brown Thomas in Wicklow Street.

…Anyway: enjoy!

A letter from Turkish Sultan Mehmed IV to the Zaporozhian Cossacks in 1676,

As the Sultan; son of Muhammad; brother of the sun and moon; grandson and viceroy of God; ruler of the kingdoms of Macedonia, Babylon, Jerusalem, Upper and Lower Egypt; emperor of emperors; sovereign of sovereigns; extraordinary knight, never defeated; steadfast guardian of the tomb of Jesus Christ; trustee chosen by God Himself; the hope and comfort of Muslims; confounder and great defender of Christians - I command you, the Zaporogian Cossacks, to submit to me voluntarily and without any resistance, and to desist from troubling me with your attacks.

Reply from the Zaphorozhian Cossacks,

O sultan, Turkish devil and damned devil’s kith and kin, secretary to Lucifer himself. What the devil kind of knight are you, that can’t slay a hedgehog with your naked arse? The devil excretes, and your army eats. You will not, you son of a bitch, make subjects of Christian sons; we’ve no fear of your army, by land and by sea we will battle with thee, fuck your mother.

You Babylonian scullion, Macedonian wheelwright, brewer of Jerusalem, goat-fucker of Alexandria, swineherd of Greater and Lesser Egypt, pig of Armenia, Podolian thief, catamite of Tartary, hangman of Kamyanets, and fool of all the world and underworld, an idiot before God, grandson of the Serpent, and the crick in our dick. Pig’s snout, mare’s arse, slaughterhouse cur, unchristened brow, screw your own mother!

So the Zaporozhians declare, you lowlife. You won’t even be herding pigs for the Christians. Now we’ll conclude, for we don’t know the date and don’t own a calendar; the moon’s in the sky, the year with the Lord, the day’s the same over here as it is over there; for this kiss our arse!

Sultan Mehmed IV:  As the Sultan; son of Muhammad; brother of the sun and moon; grandson and viceroy of God; ruler of the kingdoms of Macedonia, Babylon, Jerusalem, Upper and Lower Egypt; emperor of emperors; sovereign of sovereigns; extraordinary knight, never defeated; steadfast guardian of the tomb of Jesus Christ; trustee chosen by God Himself; the hope and comfort of Muslims; confounder and great defender of Christians - I command you, the Zaporogian Cossacks, to submit to me voluntarily and without any resistance, and to desist from troubling me with your attacks.

the Cossacks: Hey Mehmed spell icup

Holy Saturday – 15 April – The Lord’s descent into hell 

 The Creed proclaims “He descended into Hell.”    This homily for Holy Saturday from the 4th Century treats of the “harrowing of hell” and the rescue of Adam and Eve.  Note the parallels between Adam and Eve’s sin, which lost paradise for us and the passion of Christ, which won for us not simply an earthly paradise, but eternal life.   It was to the Limbo of the Fathers that Christ descended, a place of the dead that was emptied through His Passion, Resurrection and Ascension and no longer exists.   By this “Harrowing of Hell,” as His Descent is sometimes called, the doors to Heaven were swung open so that those who die in a state of grace may enter in, alleluia!   Adam, Eve, Noah, Abraham, Moses, the good thief on the cross — all the righteous were illuminated by the Presence of Christ in the place of death, making Sheol itself a paradise.   They remained there with Him until His Bodily Resurrection when the the “bars of Hell” were broken down and they were later able to enter into Heaven itself with His glorious Ascension.

“What is happening? Today there is a great silence over the earth, a great silence, and stillness, a great silence because the King sleeps; the earth was in terror and was still, because God slept in the flesh and raised up those who were sleeping from the ages. God has died in the flesh, and the underworld has trembled.

Truly he goes to seek out our first parent like a lost sheep; he wishes to visit those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death. He goes to free the prisoner Adam and his fellow-prisoner Eve from their pains, he who is God, and Adam’s son.

The Lord goes in to them holding his victorious weapon, his cross. When Adam, the first created man, sees him, he strikes his breast in terror and calls out to all: ‘My Lord be with you all.’ And Christ in reply says to Adam: ‘And with your spirit.’ And grasping his hand he raises him up, saying: ‘Awake, O sleeper, and arise from the dead, and Christ shall give you light.

‘I am your God, who for your sake became your son, who for you and your descendants now speak and command with authority those in prison: Come forth, and those in darkness: Have light, and those who sleep: Rise.

‘I command you: Awake, sleeper, I have not made you to be held a prisoner in the underworld. Arise from the dead; I am the life of the dead. Arise, O man, work of my hands, arise, you who were fashioned in my image. Rise, let us go hence; for you in me and I in you, together we are one undivided person.

‘For you, I your God became your son; for you, I the Master took on your form; that of slave; for you, I who am above the heavens came on earth and under the earth; for you, man, I became as a man without help, free among the dead; for you, who left a garden, I was handed over to Jews from a garden and crucified in a garden.

‘Look at the spittle on my face, which I received because of you, in order to restore you to that first divine inbreathing at creation. See the blows on my cheeks, which I accepted in order to refashion your distorted form to my own image.

‘See the scourging of my back, which I accepted in order to disperse the load of your sins which was laid upon your back. See my hands nailed to the tree for a good purpose, for you, who stretched out your hand to the tree for an evil one.

`I slept on the cross and a sword pierced my side, for you, who slept in paradise and brought forth Eve from your side. My side healed the pain of your side; my sleep will release you from your sleep in Hades; my sword has checked the sword which was turned against you.

‘But arise, let us go hence. The enemy brought you out of the land of paradise; I will reinstate you, no longer in paradise, but on the throne of heaven. I denied you the tree of life, which was a figure, but now I myself am united to you, I who am life. I posted the cherubim to guard you as they would slaves; now I make the cherubim worship you as they would God.

“The cherubim throne has been prepared, the bearers are ready and waiting, the bridal chamber is in order, the food is provided, the everlasting houses and rooms are in readiness; the treasures of good things have been opened; the kingdom of heaven has been prepared before the ages.”

A reading from an ancient homily for Holy Saturday – prepared by Pontifical University Saint Thomas Aquinas, Rome.   While it appears that this comes from a Holy Saturday homily written in Greek dating back to the fourth century liturgy (PG 43, 439, 462f), the author of this text is unknown.

Note:

For our Edification – what does Hell mean?

Christ is in His tomb. Rather, His Body is in the tomb but when His Soul left His Body, He descended into Hell to “free the captives.”    “Hell” here refers to the place of the dead in general (“Sheol” in the Hebrew, or “Hades” in the Greek), not to the place of torment with which the word “Hell” is most usually associated with today.    The world “Hell” in the loosest, earliest sense includes:1.     the Limbo of the Fathers, the place for those who were righteous by charity and faith in the coming Messiah and who died before His Coming

2.     the Limbo of Infants, where, possibly, those who are sent who die without personal guilt but without Baptism after the time of Christ, or who died without charity and faith in the coming Messiah before the time of Christ.    This would be a place of beautiful, natural happiness, no punishment and no sensible suffering.

3.     Purgatory, where righteous people go to be cleansed of the temporal effects of their sins

4.     Gehenna, the “Hell of the Lost,” the eternal place of punishment for the damned, the place we usually refer to as simply “Hell” today