Here we are: Good Friday. The day we recognize what Jesus bore for us. Usually we would meet in our churches to worship together, commune together, and honor our Savior. But, this April, we live confined to our homes.
Maybe if we didn’t have hope in the eternal, this would deter us. Maybe if we didn’t believe what God says in His Word, this would discourage us. But we do have hope and we do believe.
In addition, we’ve all heard the famous sermon by S.M. Lockridge “It’s Friday—But Sunday’s Comin’.” It’s possibly one of the best sermons I’ve ever heard. It hypes me up every time I hear it. He continuously says: It’s Friday—But Sunday’s Comin’.
See friends—Sunday is still coming. Jesus’ promises are still true. Whether we are together in body or not, we can be united together in Him.
This Good Friday, we honor our humble King, who took on all our weaknesses, failures, and sins so that we could be whole.
Isaiah 53:4-6 (NLT) says:
4 Yet it was our weaknesses he carried;
it was our sorrows that weighed him down.
And we thought his troubles were a punishment from God,
a punishment for his own sins!
5 But he was pierced for our rebellion,
crushed for our sins.
He was beaten so we could be whole.
He was whipped so we could be healed.
6 All of us, like sheep, have strayed away.
We have left God’s paths to follow our own.
Yet the Lord laid on him
the sins of us all.
It was all on us. But it was also all for us.
Jesus came so that we could receive the ultimate gift of grace. He took the jeering crowds, the beatings, the nails, and our death sentence, so that we could live.
It’s beautifully said in 2 Corinthians 5:21 (NIV), “God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.”
In the midst of everything we are going through as a country and a global community, Jesus is King. It looks dark. The sun seems to be setting with no end in sight. But my friends—Sunday is still coming.
It looked dark to Jesus’ followers that day. It looked like the Messiah, the Promised One, was dead. Hope seemed lost. They didn’t understand. His followers couldn’t see that with every stripe, Jesus was working. They couldn’t see that with every bruise, He was working.
The stone placed in front of the tomb. What they could see seemed hopeless. But behind the scenes, God was moving. The keys to death were taken, the veil was torn, and Jesus was working.
Day 1 was hard, day 2 was harder, but day 3 would hold a victory that would save the world. We might be in the midst of a day 2 season, but my friends, Sunday is still coming.
6 You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. 7 Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous person, though for a good person someone might possibly dare to die. 8 But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
9 Since we have now been justified by his blood, how much more shall we be saved from God’s wrath through him! 10 For if, while we were God’s enemies, we were reconciled to him through the death of his Son, how much more, having been reconciled, shall we be saved through his life!Romans 5:6-10 (NIV)
Today, yes, even from our homes, we celebrate our humble Savior who took it all on so we could be free. We honor and recognize Jesus, the Lamb who was slain. We revere Him for what He did for us—the guilt, the shame, and the punishment He carried.
And we honor His name.
He is holy—even through our isolation, loneliness, struggles, anxieties, fears, questions, and circumstances. Jesus is still holy. And He deserves our worship.
We have hope in Jesus. You see, He is still risen, He is still ascended, He is still at the right hand of the Father, and He is still King.
So rejoice today—because Sunday is still coming.