It's Friday, but Sunday is Coming

These last few days, the history of this week has been close to my mind and heart. From the triumphal entry of Jesus into Jerusalem, to the cross where He died, to the hope and victory of His resurrection. 

Today the checker at the grocery store asked me what I was doing this evening. I told him I was going to the Good Friday service at my church. He replied, "Good Friday? I've never heard of that." So I had 10 seconds in which to tell him about Good Friday and share the extra-condensed version of the Best Story Ever. Then my turn in line was over. 

At church tonight, the words of Scripture and song stirred my heart. 

"But he was wounded for our transgressions, crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the punishment that made us whole, and by his bruises we are healed." - Isaiah 53:5

"My sin, oh the bliss of this glorious thought, my sin, not in part, but the whole

is nailed to the cross and I bear it no more. Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, oh my soul!"

The God who made the universe bled and died for me. And for the broken, afflicted person I helped at work today. And for the checker at the grocery store. And for my friends going through difficult times. And for the people around me at the church service. 

I saw a little picture of heaven as I attended church tonight. My church family felt like just that - a family. I saw so many people I know and care about. Received hugs. But I also felt a connection with the unfamiliar faces, the strangers worshiping God around me. It was a momentary glimpse of our future together with God forever. The whole point of what God did for us on this day. 

Celebration is on the way - it's Friday, but Sunday is coming!