29 March 2013

End scene.

This week was hard for no reason in particular except for the entire universe.

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.

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