It’s Friday, But Sunday’s Coming

All of my life, Easter has been my favorite holiday on the calendar. I love everything about this weekend and some of my best childhood memories are from Easter services and my family gatherings. As a kid I couldn’t put into words the reason why it was my favorite holiday, even above Christmas, but now I can. Everything in my life that I hold dear, I have because of what my Savior did for me on the cross and because He rose again on Sunday. Without the cross, Christmas has no meaning. Without Jesus, my life has no meaning.

Wednesday night during our choir devotional time our worship pastor read an excerpt from a famous sermon by Tony Campolo. There are several versions of it floating around the world wide web. I love this video that I found that features Pastor S. M. Lockridge with clips from the movie The Passion of the Christ. Take a few minutes to watch it and reflect on what today represents. The day that we call “Good” Friday was the bleakest day in human history but because Sunday came and Christ arose, we have the promise of everlasting life.

Here’s a transcript of the sermon:
It’s Friday. Jesus is praying. Peter’s a sleeping. Judas is betraying.
But Sunday’s comin’.

It’s Friday. Pilate’s struggling. The council is conspiring. The crowd is vilifying. They don’t even know that Sunday’s comin’.

It’s Friday. The disciples are running like sheep without a shepherd.
Mary’s crying. Peter is denying. But they don’t know that Sunday’s a comin’.

It’s Friday. The Romans beat my Jesus. They robe Him in scarlet. They crown Him with thorns. But they don’t know that Sunday’s comin’.

It’s Friday. See Jesus walking to Calvary. His blood dripping. His body stumbling. And his spirit’s burdened. But you see, it’s only Friday.
Sunday’s comin’.

It’s Friday. The world’s winning. People are sinning. And evil’s grinning.

It’s Friday. The soldiers nail my Savior’s hands to the cross. They nail my Savior’s feet to the cross. And then they raise him up next to criminals.

It’s Friday. But let me tell you something: Sunday’s comin’.

It’s Friday. The disciples are questioning. What has happened to their King. And the Pharisees are celebrating that their scheming has been achieved. But they don’t know: It’s only Friday. Sunday’s comin’.

It’s Friday. He’s hanging on the cross feeling forsaken by His Father.
Left alone and dying. Can nobody save Him? Oooh, it’s Friday. But Sunday’s comin’.

It’s Friday. The earth trembles. The sky grows dark. My King yields his spirit.

It’s Friday. Hope is lost. Death has won. Sin has conquered. And Satan’s just a laughing.

It’s Friday. Jesus is buried. A soldier stands guard. And a rock is rolled into place.

But it’s Friday. It is only Friday.

Sunday is a comin’.

Blessings on this Good Friday.

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Lisa

We had a video of this at our church a couple of Easter’s ago. I love it! I’ve always loved Easter too, because of the promise it brings. Thanks for posting!

Lisa

Love! We had a video of this at our church a couple years ago. I love Easter too, for the promise that was fulfulled that day. Thanks for posting!