Lazarus is dead!
What will I do without him? He was so important to me. Now he lays in a tomb behind a stone.
We called for Jesus, but He did not come. Did He get the message? Does He care for us?
We know He has great-miracle power. His fame stretches from Judea, through Samaria, all the way to Galilee! He has proven time and again that God has given Him the ability to heal, slay storms, and walk on water.
He heals the lepers and the lame. He gives sight to the blind. If He would had come, Lazarus would be alive.
Healing him would have been no different from these other wonders. So why was He not here with my brother?
The fact that He could have saved my brother, and didn’t, has me questioning His love for me. For us! How can I cope with the fact that our Friend neglected to do for us what He has done for strangers? His not coming was wrong.
Jesus is here. What can He do now? I know He is from God, and God does what He asks. Will my request be too bold? Will it be possible? What is impossible with God? I must go to meet Him.
Mary is staying put. She is disappointed with Jesus as well. She is grieving with friends from Jerusalem who try to comfort us. They have been kind, but the pain is deep. Jesus loved him, so why didn’t He come earlier?
“Lord, if only you had been here, my brother would not have died. But even now I know that God will give you whatever you ask.” (John 11:21-22)
I am so wrought with grief. I find myself at His feet pleading to undo what has been done. Some deep sense of hope has raised up from inside me, even though there is hopelessness in what I want. It’s too late. Jesus has arrived too late.
“Your brother will rise again.”(John 11:23)
This I know. We will all rise as the prophets have explained. We will all rise on that final day, but my pain is today, Mary’s pain is today. Does He not understand?
“Yes, he will rise when everyone else rises, at the last day,” I blurt.
“I am the resurrection and the life. Anyone who believes in me will live, even after dying. Everyone who lives in me and believes in me will never ever die. Do you believe this, Martha?” (John 11:24-26)
“Yes, Lord, I have always believed you are the Messiah, the Son of God, the one who has come into the world from God.” (John 11:27)
Something is going to happen! I can feel it. I must go get Mary. She feels He let the three of us down. Mary, Lazarus, and myself.
We are a procession in mourning. Loud wails and cries common to funerals. It has an affect on Jesus.
Mary scolds Him,
“Lord, if only you had been here, my brother would not have died.” (John 11:32)
“Where have you laid Him?” (John 11:34)
He is weeping with us now. He’s inconsolable! He shows His love now, but why didn’t He come in time?
“Roll the stone aside,” He tells us. (John 11:38)
Oh, no! This would be a disaster. It’s been four days since my brother died!”
“Lord, he has been dead for four days, the smell will be terrible.” (John 11:39)
“Didn’t I tell you that you would see God’s glory if you believe?” (John 11:41)
What does He mean by God’s glory? How will God get glory by exposing a stinking corpse?
“Father, thank you for hearing me. You always hear me, but I said it out loud for the sake of all these people standing here, so that they will believe you sent me.” (John 11:42)
“Lazarus, come out!” (John 11:43)
Lazarus come out? How can he, he’s dead.
Oh, my–It’s Lazarus coming out in his grave clothes. His head is still wrapped, but he’s moving!
“Unwrap him and let him go!” (John 11:44)
He’s alive! Jesus actually raised my brother from the dead. People are cheering, some are in silent shock. This exceeds anything The Master has ever done. He raised a man dead from the grave, dead for four days.
This is greater than a healing. This is the greatest miracle of all His miracles!
We are together again with Lazarus. What we thought was dead and locked in a tomb is now sitting with us! Jesus sits with us too. He is bigger in our eyes now. His glory is evident in Lazarus.
Who was once dead and now lives with us–Today! His life is on display for God’s glory. Jesus is more than the Resurrection–He is Life!