It’s Friday but …

Sunday’s coming

It’s Friday but Sunday is coming..

 

Its Friday. Jesus is arrested in the garden where He was praying. But Sunday’s coming.

 

Its Friday. The disciples are hiding and Peters denying that he knows the Lord. But Sunday’s coming.

 

Its Friday. Jesus is standing before the high priest of Israel, silent as a lamb before the slaughter. But Sunday’s coming.

 

Its Friday. Jesus is beaten, mocked, and spit upon. But Sundays coming.

 

Its Friday. Those Roman soldiers are flogging our Lord with a leather scourge that has bits of bones and glass and metal, tearing at his flesh. But Sunday’s coming.

 

Its Friday. The Son of man stands firm as they press the crown of thorns down into his brow. But Sunday’s coming.

 

Its Friday. See Him walking to Calvary, the blood dripping from His body. See the cross crashing down on His back as He stumbles beneath the load. Its Friday; but Sunday’s a coming.

 

Its Friday. See those Roman soldiers driving the nails into the feet and hands of my Lord. Hear my Jesus cry, “Father, forgive them.” Its Friday; but Sunday’s coming.

 

Its Friday. Jesus is hanging on the cross, bloody and dying. But Sunday’s coming.

 

Its Friday. The sky grows dark, the earth begins to tremble, and He who knew no sin became sin for us. Holy God who will not abide with sin pours out His wrath on that perfect sacrificial lamb who cries out, “My God, My God. Why hast thou forsaken me?” What a horrible cry. But Sunday’s coming.

 

Its Friday. And at the moment of Jesus death, the veil of the Temple that separates sinful man from Holy God was torn from the top to the bottom because Sunday’s coming.

 

Its Friday. Jesus is hanging on the cross, heaven is weeping and hell is partying. But thats because its Friday, and they dont know it, but Sunday’s a coming.

 

And on that horrible day 2000 years ago, Jesus the Christ, the Lord of glory, the only begotten Son of God, the only perfect man died on the cross of Calvary. Satan thought that he had won the victory. Surely he had destroyed the Son of God. Finally he had disproved the prophecy God had uttered in the Garden and the one who was to crush his head had been destroyed. But that was Friday.

 

Now it’s Sunday. And just about dawn on that first day of the week, there was a great earthquake. But that wasnt the only thing that was shaking because now it’s Sunday. And the angel of the Lord is coming down out of heaven and rolling the stone away from the door of the tomb. Yes, it’s Sunday, and the angel of the Lord is sitting on that stone and the guards posted at the tomb to keep the body from disappearing were shaking in their boots because it’s Sunday, and the lamb that was silent before the slaughter is now the resurrected lion from the tribe of Judah, for He is not here, the angel says. He is risen indeed.

 

It’s Sunday, and the crucified and resurrected Christ has defeated death, hell, sin and the grave. It’s Sunday. And now everything has changed. Its the age of grace, Gods grace poured out on all who would look to that crucified lamb of Calvary. Grace freely given to all who would believe that Jesus Christ died on the cross of Calvary was buried and rose again. All because it’s Sunday.

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