Sermon:
IT WAS FRIDAY

The story of the crucifixion is probably the most repeated and familiar story of the Bible. The image of the cross is an ongoing reminder of the events that happened that day beginning in Jerusalem and ending on hill called Calvary. The events that took place may look like a bad day, but that was Friday, Sunday is coming.

IT WAS FRIDAY
Jesus was taken to Pilate and tried before the Roman procurator, false witnesses brought forth. IT WAS FRIDAY and Pilate could find nothing to charge Jesus with, but the crowd persuaded him to hand him over. Give us Barabas, whose name means “Son of a liar and murderer”, the crowd that day choose between the “Son of a murderer and liar” and the Son of God. It was Friday and Pilate washed his hands of Jesus and the case.

Maybe it is Friday for you, being falsely accused, told lies about. Maybe you’re being lied to, told you are no good, or worthless, maybe you are feeling unloved and unwanted
Maybe it is Friday for you, take heart, SUNDAY IS COMING.

IT WAS FRIDAY
And Judas, seeing he has betrayed innocent blood, does not think that God can forgive him, goes and hangs himself. Those who were his friends just looked the other way, putting the blame on him. IT WAS FRIDAY And Jesus is taken aside and beaten. The cat of nine tails, coated in sheep’s blood, with nails and other sharp objects to bite into the skin of Jesus. 39 times that soldiers whipped Jesus, turning his flesh to hamburger. Then they took him and punched him out, mocking him. That was Friday, Sunday is coming.

Maybe you’re going through the same, your friends seem to have turned on you. You’re being beat up mentally or emotionally. People enjoying your shortcomings, taking opportunity to jab you with sharp cutting words, leaving you emotionally or mentally scarred. IT MAY BE FRIDAY, BUT SUNDAY IS COMING

IT WAS FRIDAY
The soldiers wove a crown of thorns, Jubian thorns hard as nails, and beat it down on the head Jesus. They placed the cross on his shoulders and made him carry it up the Via Delarosa, the steepest street in Jerusalem. The crowd jeered and mocked him, pulling his beard from his face as he stumbled up the street. Isaiah tells us that his features were so beaten he was beyond recognition. He fell carrying the cross, the soldiers made Simon the Cyrene carry the cross.
Maybe it is Friday for you too, pressures of the job or the home wearing down on you. Worries of health of loved ones, financial burdens, your own health not that good that the suffering has taken your joy.
IT WAS FRIDAY, SUNDAY IS COMING.



IT WAS FRIDAY
And darkness covered the city, Jesus was on the cross, hanging between two thieves. The soldiers below him casting lots for his clothing, the crowd jeering him, he saved others let him save himself. It was Friday, and the thief on the other cross says “Remember we when you come to your throne.” It was Friday and Jesus cries out “My God MY God why have you forsaken me?