Easter is one of my favorite weekends of the year. Often, Spring is in full bloom showing forth the renewal of life, so symbolic of the events of Easter. Some years, snow is still on the ground, but I'm always full of hope that Spring is just around the corner. This year we're doing something different as a family. On Saturday the Easter bunny will visit, we'll color eggs and hunt for them, and treats will be made together. On Sunday we'll spend time with family and attend church and focus on the real reason for celebrating Easter.
This video message is an Easter sermon that stands out to me. It was shared five years ago, but the promise that "Sunday will come" is one I've reflected on many times since then. Heart-ache escapes no one, but this promise has brought comfort to me as I've endured my own struggles. There is truth and beauty as we recognize that bad things don't last forever, that no matter how devastating our Fridays may be, Sunday will come.
"Each of us will have our own Fridays—those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces. We all will experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again. We will all have our Fridays.
But I testify to you in the name of the One who conquered death—Sunday will come. In the darkness of our sorrow, Sunday will come.
No matter our desperation, no matter our grief, Sunday will come. In this life or the next, Sunday will come." -Joseph B. Wirthlin