It’s Friday …but Sunday’s coming.
Years ago, when I first heard these words (and a message built around them), it was powerful and memorable. The truth they represent is powerful and memorable to this day.
This year, more than ever.
Because this year has been a year like no other.
On Friday, all seemed lost.
On Friday, it looked like God’s promises had failed.
On Friday, it seemed like hope itself died … and every dream of a better tomorrow right along with it.
On Friday the hordes of hell celebrated … because they *thought* they won.
But hell doesn’t get to win. Not now, not ever.
Because Jesus already won.
That’s what He was doing on Friday. Winning. Securing OUR victory. Securing our freedom. Securing our eternal hope.
But it sure didn’t look that way at the time.
Instead it looked like loss … defeat … discouragement … devastation …disillusionment.
It looked utterly hopeless.
But it wasn’t.
Just as it isn’t now.
Beloved, it‘s Friday …