The earth itself groaned and shifted under the weight of the shed blood of the Son of God, and the sun hid its face from the sight. That same earth was stunned into silence for three days. And then the sun simply rose like it always does, to shine on the other risen Son.
The Resurrection is the miracle that gives all other miracles their meaning. It tears down, only to build back a better version, just as the Gospel kills us first, only so we can be born again a better creature.