We have the image of Christ as a glorified presidential candidate roaming the ancient world. In our grand vision, he swoops through crowds, the center of attention, making speeches and inspiring thousands. Yet what we read about Jesus in the Gospels is very different. He choose to spent much of his time by himself and alone with his disciples.
Many people might have criticized him for not spending more time with large crowds where he could “really make a difference." And today, men and women work hard to draw attention to themselves and their political campaign, promoting themselves to friends and potential admirers as if life were an exercise in branding.
Jesus, on the other hand, shunned the crowds. He knew his mission and was not going to allow himself to get sidetracked. Even if it made for some “bad press."
If Jesus needed time alone and time with his closest companions, how much more do we need to pull away from the day-to-day chaos to recharge and refresh and refocus?
Stephen Goforth
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Thursday, April 2, 2015
Friday, April 18, 2014
It's Friday but Sunday's a Comin'
It was Friday. It was Friday and my Jesus was dead on the tree. But that was Friday and Sunday's a comin'.
It was Friday and Mary was crying her eyes out. The disciples were running in every direction, like sheep without a shepherd. But that was Friday and Sunday's a comin'.
Friday. They're saying, `As things have been so shall they be. You can't change anything in this world; you can't change anything. But those cynics don't know that it was only Friday. Sunday's comin'.
Friday, them forces that oppress the poor and keep people down, them forces that destroy people, the forces in control, them forces that are gonna rule, they don’t know it’s only Friday. Sunday’s a comin’.
Friday, people are saying darkness is gonna rule the world. Sadness is gonna be everywhere. But they don't know it's only Friday. Sunday's comin'.
It was Friday and on Friday Pilate thought he had washed his hands of a lot of trouble. The Pharisees were struttin' around, laughing and poking each other in the ribs. They thought they were back in charge of things. But they didn't know it was only Friday! Sunday's comin'!
This is the good news. Even though we know this world is rotten, we know it's only Friday...
The full sermon from Tony Campolo
It was Friday and Mary was crying her eyes out. The disciples were running in every direction, like sheep without a shepherd. But that was Friday and Sunday's a comin'.
Friday. They're saying, `As things have been so shall they be. You can't change anything in this world; you can't change anything. But those cynics don't know that it was only Friday. Sunday's comin'.
Friday, them forces that oppress the poor and keep people down, them forces that destroy people, the forces in control, them forces that are gonna rule, they don’t know it’s only Friday. Sunday’s a comin’.
Friday, people are saying darkness is gonna rule the world. Sadness is gonna be everywhere. But they don't know it's only Friday. Sunday's comin'.
It was Friday and on Friday Pilate thought he had washed his hands of a lot of trouble. The Pharisees were struttin' around, laughing and poking each other in the ribs. They thought they were back in charge of things. But they didn't know it was only Friday! Sunday's comin'!
This is the good news. Even though we know this world is rotten, we know it's only Friday...
The full sermon from Tony Campolo
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