....friday

Several years ago, an elderly preacher worked his way to the pulpit and said, “It’s Friday, but Sunday’s Coming” and then sat down.  Two more times, with ever-growing intensity and excitement in his voice, he made his way to the pulpit and proclaimed, “It’s Friday, but Sunday’s coming!”.  

For the disciples and the women who had faithfully followed Jesus, everything seemed hopeless. It was Friday afternoon and their friend has just died.  The one who had been their teacher and comforter was gone.  Everything they had been doing for the past three years seemed worthless.  They were depressed...  they were defeated...  they were in despair.  It was Friday, and all hope was gone.

But wait!  Sunday’s coming! Sunday would bring Hope.  Sunday would bring Salvation.  The resurrection of Jesus Christ on that Sunday morning would bring indescribable Joy to those broken hearts!  No more would death have a strangle-hold on their lives.  No more darkness; no more gloom; no more despair.

The hopeless, helpless, defeated feeling of Friday afternoon was replaced with the victorious Joy  of Sunday morning.  The tomb was empty and “He is Alive”!!!!

"May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” Romans 15:13