Thank God it’s Friday. It’s ironic, as we tend to associate these initials and this phrase with a restaurant, an old TV show, or the fact that we are finally done with the workweek and the weekend is here. But every time you hear this phrase in the future, may it remind you of that one Friday for which we need to thank God. It may seem tacky or out of place to thank God for the Friday when His Son was killed, but when you leave this room I hope you can whisper a “thank you” toward heaven, because you both mean it and understand why. You see, that Friday is the pivotal day. Without a death there can be no resurrection. Without the cross there could be no empty tomb.