It looked like the end. But it wasn’t.
On Good Friday, the world saw defeat. Jesus was beaten, nailed to a cross, and laid in a tomb. Hope seemed lost. But what they didn’t know was that Sunday was coming.
Inspired by the legendary sermon from S.M. Lockridge, our "Sunday’s Coming" Crewneck is a powerful reminder that our faith is alive, our hope is unshaken, and our Savior is risen.
📖 1 Peter 1:3 – "Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead."
This isn’t just a shirt—it’s a declaration. A reminder that when the world feels dark, when life feels uncertain, when the battle seems lost—hold on. Because Sunday’s coming.
Designed to Declare the Message
✔️ Features the words of S.M. Lockridge’s sermon on the back
✔️ Soft, midweight fleece for everyday comfort
✔️ A wearable testimony of resurrection hope
Hope Is Alive. Jesus Is Risen.
We don’t have a dead faith. We don’t have an empty hope. We have a reason to live—because Sunday came.
The Words That Inspired This Drop
It’s Friday.
Jesus is praying.
Peter’s a sleeping.
Judas is betraying.
But Sunday’s comin’.
It’s Friday.
Pilate’s struggling.
The council is conspiring.
The crowd is vilifying.
They don’t even know that Sunday’s comin’.
It’s Friday.
The disciples are running
Like sheep without a shepherd.
Mary’s crying.
Peter is denying.
But they don’t know that Sunday’s a comin’.
It’s Friday.
The Romans beat my Jesus.
They robe him in scarlet.
They crown him with thorns.
But they don’t know that Sunday’s comin’.
It’s Friday.
See Jesus walking to Calvary.
His blood dripping.
His body stumbling.
And his spirit’s burdened.
But you see, it’s only Friday.
Sunday’s comin’.
It’s Friday.
The world’s winning.
People are sinning.
And evil’s grinning.
It’s Friday.
The soldiers nail my Savior’s hands to the cross.
They nail my Savior’s feet to the cross.
And then they raise him up next to criminals.
It’s Friday.
But let me tell you something,
Sunday’s comin’.
It’s Friday.
The disciples are questioning.
What has happened to their King?
And the Pharisees are celebrating
That their scheming has been achieved.
But they don’t know It’s only Friday.
Sunday’s comin’.
It’s Friday.
He’s hanging on the cross.
Feeling forsaken by his Father.
Left alone and dying.
Can nobody save him?
Ooooh It’s Friday.
But Sunday’s comin’.
It’s Friday.
The earth trembles.
The sky grows dark.
My King yields his spirit.
It’s Friday.
Hope is lost.
Death has won.
Sin has conquered and Satan’s just a laughin’.
It’s Friday.
Jesus is buried.
A soldier stands guard.
And a rock is rolled into place.
But it’s Friday. It is only Friday.
Sunday is a comin’!
— By S.M. Lockridge (African American pastor, 1953–1993)
