It’s Friday, But Sunday’s Coming



The Friday before what is commonly referred to as “Easter” or more accurately “Resurrection Sunday”, is what is known as good Friday. This week’s favorite thing is this sermon by Dr. S.M. Lockridge.



Sunday’s Comin’

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’.



The two days leading up the resurrection of Christ were the darkest days on earth.  The disciples were confused, scattered and lost.  It seemed as though the enemy of the soul of man had triumphed over God and that evil was victorious.  Can you imagine spending three years following a Man who you knew was God manifest in flesh, only to watch him die the horrible, gruesome, death of a common criminal?  Imagine the feeling of having sold all you owned and having walked away from all you knew and being left with nothing as your Messiah lay dead in a tomb.  This is true hopelessness.  However, the Man you followed said He would return again.  Still, you doubt, and you grieve His life and your own life. Then, imagine going to visit the gravesite where you knew your Master was buried, to find an empty tomb.  This is true hope.


And when I saw him, I fell at his feet as dead. And he laid his right hand upon me, saying unto me, Fear not; I am the first and the last: I am he that liveth, and was dead; and, behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and of death. 




All of hell must have wailed in defeat as Jesus descended to snatch the keys of death and hell.  Victory had been won, once and for all.  Jesus returned to His people and empowered His church to spread the good news of His death burial and resurrection.



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All of us experience a “Friday” at some point in our lives.  We all have felt or will feel a darkness and hopelessness.  I assure you brothers and sisters, that as sure as the Lord Jesus had a 3rd day resurrection, so will we.  Don’t give up on salvation.  Don’t give up on your dream.  Don’t give up on the promises of God.  Don’t give up on your prayers.  It may be Friday in your life right now, but it’s Friday. It’s only Friday. Sunday is a comin’.


What are your plans for this weekend?


I pray that you have an amazing Resurrection Weekend!


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