The icon of the Resurrection — the Anastasis — does not show the moment of rising, which no eye saw. It shows its meaning: Christ, blazing in white and gold, stands upon the shattered gates of Hades and pulls Adam and Eve up out of their tombs by the wrist.
Notice: they do not climb out — they are lifted. Their grip is weak; His is strong. Beneath His feet the broken locks and hinges of death scatter into the darkness. On either side stand the righteous of the ages — David, Solomon, the Forerunner — witnesses that no one who waited for Him waited in vain.
“O Death, where is your sting? O Hades, where is your victory?”
When you stand before this icon, you are Adam; you are Eve. The hand reaching for your wrist is not a picture — it is a promise.