Then I heard a voice from heaven saying, ‘Write: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on.’ ‘Yes,’ says the Spirit, ‘so they will rest from their labours, since their works follow them.’
For the sun rises and, together with the scorching wind, dries up the grass; its flower falls off, and its beautiful appearance perishes. In the same way, the rich person will wither away while pursuing his activities.
In such circumstances, I saw the wicked buried. They came and went from the holy place, and they were praised in the city where they did those things. This too is futile.
‘See to it that you don’t despise one of these little ones, because I tell you that in heaven their angels continually view the face of my Father in heaven. ,
Now since the children have flesh and blood in common, Jesus also shared in these, so that through his death he might destroy the one holding the power of death #– #that is, the devil #– #
So Peter turned round and saw the disciple Jesus loved following them, the one who had leaned back against Jesus at the supper and asked, ‘Lord, who is the one that’s going to betray you? ’
What are you doing here? Who authorised you to carve out a tomb for yourself here, carving your tomb on the height and cutting a resting place for yourself out of rock?