I used to hate Sundays. It’s a sad but honest truth. In a season that seemed to stretch on forever, I dreaded Sunday morning. Dragging myself out of bed, I’d force my best face forward to enter a sanctuary that felt anything but. I went to church because I knew I had to, but no part of me wanted to be there.
Sunday felt broken.
My heart ached from what I had seen, what I knew, and for what I expected, but had not found. There were uphill, bear down, gut-it-out moments that I could not have endured with anything but uphill, bear down, gut-it-out faith.
I didn’t always feel God, but I knew no matter how hard faith felt, truth was bigger, God was greater, and rescue was imminent. And because He is ever faithful, He answered every please-show-up-for-me Sunday morning prayer.
God was there—because I was where He needed me to be.
But the Lord stood by me and strengthened me,
so that through me the message might be fully proclaimed.
2 Timothy 4:17 ESV
I didn’t understand then, and still don’t have all the answers now, but from the downhill side of that uphill climb, I want to proclaim this message to you…your rescue will come.
God is an expert at resurrecting Sundays; He’s an expert at resurrecting you.
Jesus’s path to the perfect Sunday was anything but easy. You might feel like you’re staring down the battle of a lifetime, but by shed blood, an unfathomable degree of love, and with great grace your journey won’t even come close to what our Savior endured. But transformation and refining fire can be an excruciating cross to bear.
Jesus has been where you are and He knows where you’re going.
There is no one more able to right the wrongs you’re enduring than Christ. There is no one more equipped to fight alongside you than He. There is no one more willing to strengthen, enable, and rewrite the darkness for light than the Savior who gave His all to offer you His everything.
The Lord will rescue me from every evil deed
and bring me safely into His heavenly kingdom.
2 Timothy 4:18 ESV
You might feel stretched in ways you can’t imagine recovering from, but God promises to deliver you safely. And dear friend, your rescue won’t be temporary, but instead everlasting.
If that seems too long to wait, cling to the promise that not only does God not leave you, but He is faithful to reward your perseverance. His benefits are soul deep as He expands the borders of your faith, builds in you great character, and offers generously that which will allow you to press on another day—hope.
Sunday is my favorite day of the week now. There is broad space to walk and pure, hands-held-high praise in worship. My heart knows a degree of gratitude in excess to the trial I experienced—because God always leaves us better than He finds us.
God leads us where we must go to make us who we must become. (Click to tweet)
Out of darkness, hurt, shame—God heals, restores and rescues. Call out to Him, bring Him your brokenness, and He’ll bring you your Sunday.