Monday
THE TRUTH ABOUT AN EASTER SECRET
Today in history, roughly 2025 years ago… a bunch of dead people got up and walked into Jerusalem. And somehow, nobody talks about it-EVER, but it’s actually in the Bible. Specifically, Matthew 27:52–53:
> “The tombs broke open, and the bodies of many holy people who had died were raised to life. They came out of the tombs after Jesus’ resurrection and went into the holy city and appeared to many people.”
Some Bible translations even say “saints,”
But hold up—saints? Christianity didn’t even exist yet. Jesus had literally just died. So who exactly were these people?
Were they righteous Jews? Prophets? Desert mystics? Just solid folks who minded their business and tipped well? No idea. A gaggle of Lazari? Who the hell knows? There’s zero context.
And then it gets weirder:
These freshly-undead individuals walk into town, appear to “many,” and then... vanish from the narrative entirely. That’s it. One of the most insane things ever described in scripture, and it gets about as much attention as a footnote.
No names. No follow-up.
No "Jesus vs Zombies" movie
No Gaza Strip... nevermind
And here’s the wildest part: most people have never heard of this.
Even yall who’ve read the Bible cover to cover often miss it—or maybe read it, go “huh,” and immediately forget. It’s like the world’s earliest case of selective memory or a scriptural Mandela Effect.
So yeah—on this weekend, when everyone’s talking about one resurrection, maybe pour one out on the curb for the whole spooky squad that rose with him. The mystery backup dancers of Easter weekend.
> “The tombs broke open, and the bodies of many holy people who had died were raised to life. They came out of the tombs after Jesus’ resurrection and went into the holy city and appeared to many people.”
Some Bible translations even say “saints,”
But hold up—saints? Christianity didn’t even exist yet. Jesus had literally just died. So who exactly were these people?
Were they righteous Jews? Prophets? Desert mystics? Just solid folks who minded their business and tipped well? No idea. A gaggle of Lazari? Who the hell knows? There’s zero context.
And then it gets weirder:
These freshly-undead individuals walk into town, appear to “many,” and then... vanish from the narrative entirely. That’s it. One of the most insane things ever described in scripture, and it gets about as much attention as a footnote.
No names. No follow-up.
No "Jesus vs Zombies" movie
No Gaza Strip... nevermind
And here’s the wildest part: most people have never heard of this.
Even yall who’ve read the Bible cover to cover often miss it—or maybe read it, go “huh,” and immediately forget. It’s like the world’s earliest case of selective memory or a scriptural Mandela Effect.
So yeah—on this weekend, when everyone’s talking about one resurrection, maybe pour one out on the curb for the whole spooky squad that rose with him. The mystery backup dancers of Easter weekend.
Because honestly, don't they deserved at least a side quest shout out
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