FREEBIE... "Sunday Will Come"

As most of you know, we've been fighting a cancer battle at our house this year.  We officially hit our half way mark with my husband's chemo treatments, but we've also hit a brick wall.  It's not my nature to complain... but this has been hard.  Really hard.  Although we've been incredibly blessed with phenomenal results and we know the cancer has had a total response to the chemo - living through the darkness and uncertainty of a very ill spouse has been a trying time.  With nearly 3 months to go before chemo is done, I sometimes feel defeated and don't know how we'll ever get there. 

After a particularly draining week that depleted my soul, my sister sent me this quote and it was exactly what I needed to find a little stitch of light to dig a little deeper and face another day.  In fact, it's been such an inspiration and beam of light to me this week... that I made this for my desk and would like to share it with all of you.  

Here's the quote she sent me:

"I think of how dark that Friday was when Christ was lifted up on the cross. On that terrible Friday the earth shook and grew dark. Frightful storms lashed at the earth. Those evil men who sought His life rejoiced. Now that Jesus was no more, surely those who followed Him would disperse. On that day they stood triumphant.  On that day the veil of the temple was rent in twain.

Mary Magdalene and Mary, the mother of Jesus, were both overcome with grief and despair. The superb man they had loved and honored hung lifeless upon the cross. On that Friday the Apostles were devastated. Jesus, their Savior—the man who had walked on water and raised the dead—was Himself at the mercy of wicked men. They watched helplessly as He was overcome by His enemies. On that Friday the Savior of mankind was humiliated and bruised, abused and reviled.  It was a Friday filled with devastating, consuming sorrow that gnawed at the souls of those who loved and honored the Son of God.

I think that of all the days since the beginning of this world’s history, that Friday was the darkest.  But the doom of that day did not endure.  The despair did not linger because on Sunday, the resurrected Lord burst the bonds of death. He ascended from the grave and appeared gloriously triumphant as the Savior of all mankind.  And in an instant the eyes that had been filled with ever-flowing tears dried. The lips that had whispered prayers of distress and grief now filled the air with wondrous praise, for Jesus the Christ, the Son of the living God, stood before them as the firstfruits of the Resurrection, 

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." - Joseph B. Wirthlin (General Conference, Oct 2006)

Watch the video clip of the talk HERE.

Download the PDF HERE (includes 8x10 & 5x7's)

{If you download and enjoy this printable, please pin or leave me a comment.  That makes me smile!}

Much love,

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