Sunday’s Coming

Wow! It’s been 4 years since I’ve taken time to sit down and write or should I say ramble a blog. I have so many thoughts that come to mind all the time but I let them pass as quickly as they come in my mind. I’ve decided to do better and write more, get my feelings out more, maybe even touch someone’s life more. So if you can deal with a WHOLE lot of rambling nonsense follow me, talk with me, heck teach me lol! Here goes what’s been going through this mind of mine ALL day! Bare with me I promise there will be a point. 

Here’s to another put a smile on your face Friday! You see (as if most of y’all don’t know) Friday’s hit a LOT differently for me than they use to. Most people wake up with all the Friday excitement and then there’s me, waking up to the dread of Friday and what memories I’ll have to mask today.  To realize it’s been yet another week added to the count of when my world got flipped, turned upside down (65 weeks to be exact but who else is counting.) I mean don’t get me wrong I don’t hate Friday’s, cause I need the weekend just as much as the next guy, but I don’t look forward to the memories that pop in my head each and every one that rolls around. 65 weeks and, the hurt and the scars are just as fresh as if it happened yesterday. You see that Friday caused me to question God. I felt so far from Him I couldn’t pray or even pick up my Bible. After I got over myself I felt completely ashamed, He had not forsaken me or Wesley. He had actually begun Wesley’s healing process. When I think about my Friday, I think of another Friday that happened over 2,000 years ago. Their despair was far worse than my despair ever was. Here’s a excerpt from a famous sermon given by Rev S.M. Lock ridge and it always gives me chills when I hear it.

“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?
Ooooh
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 laughin’

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’!”

You see they didn’t know Sunday was coming, so no matter how down I get or how hopeless I feel I can remember that my Sunday is coming. I don’t know when but I know it is. It might be Friday and YES everything may be in total chaos or just simply a complete HOT-MESS but remember Sundays coming and God always keeps His promises. 

Xoxo xoxo 

Tiff