The author and preacher Tony Campolo delivers a stirring sermon adapted from an elderly black pastor at his church in Philadelphia. "It's Friday, but Sunday's Comin'" is the title of the sermon, and once you know the title you know the whole sermon. ...
Campolo skipped one day in his sermon, though. The other two days have earned names on the church calendar: Good Friday and Easter Sunday. Yet in a real sense we live on Saturday, the day with no name. What the disciples experienced in small scale --- three days, in grief over one man who had died on a cross --- we now live through on cosmic scale. Human history grinds on, between the time of promise and fulfillment. ...Saturday... a day of waiting in faith... for Sunday... the resurrection... the promise fulfilled...
I was keenly attune to my waiting this week... whether five minutes... forty-five minutes... or living days... or years... into a wait... I felt the tension... the desire to rest... and trust... in my Sovereign Father who loves me... and my flesh that longed to rise up in indignation... complaint... anger...
But... with eyes open... I experienced... glimpses... of Sunday... His faithfulness ever-present... in even the smallest things... providing encouragement... for those longer waits...
The wait of faith... IS... a struggle...
A place... where watchful resistance is needed... to wait in peace... without stumbling... into sin...
Trusting His Sovereignty...
His promises that are pure...
His purpose that perseveres...
Saturday... Young says... has no name... it's simply life... as we wait... for the ultimate... Sunday...
I am still confident of this:
I will see the goodness of the Lord
in the land of the living.
Wait for the Lord;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the Lord.
Psalm 27:13-14
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