Then Came The Morning

If you are reading this on Wednesday evening, you are past half way in the normal work week. It’s the day most clock punchers look forward to as the turn around day. Only two more days to the weekend. Well, not this week. If you are intuitive and I know you are, you will already have told me you are not working Friday. It’s a holiday. It’s a day off because our nation, built on Christian principals, deemed it so.
While most holidays are there for celebration, this one is not. This one is different, far different. Friday is a day we have referred to as Good Friday. Good for us that is. Not so with Jesus. To Him, it was the day before the Sabbath, which was to them like our Sunday. It was the day he would die. And being God he knew it.
But lets go back to Wednesday. This was the turn around day for the people in Jerusalem as well. Since Jesus had some to town, there was celebration and keen interest in all that Jesus was saying and doing. But on Wednesday, things began to turn around. It started slowly with the religious leaders who didn’t like the competition. They talked to the people and from there it grew. Something akin to bad gossip. By Thursday, most people were turning against Jesus and by Friday, “Hosanna” was replaced by “Crucify Him”.
And there is our Friday off. A day that is also called Black Friday. And if you remember the story, the sky that Friday in Jerusalem was “black as night.” It was black for Him, but wonderful for us because on that day, He covered our sin and shame. He brought me back to God forgiven. And we are now all children of the King.
There is one more day in our weekend. It’s Easter Sunday. It’s Resurrection Morning and He came back to life. And it’s all about Him. He died for us. He suffered for us. He paid the price for our sins. He rose and He leads the way onto eternity.
This Easter Sunday morning, join Christ followers around the world, celebrating new life in Christ. And sing with us the Gaither chorus:
Then came the morning, night turned into day.
The stone was rolled away, hope rose with the dawn.
Then came the morning, shadows vanished before the sun.
Death had lost and Life had won, for morning had come.