“Where have you put him
(Lazarus)?” he (Jesus) asked them. They told him, “Lord, come and see.” Then
Jesus wept. The people who were standing nearby said, “See how much he loved
him!” But some said, “This man healed a blind man. Couldn’t he have kept
Lazarus from dying?” John 11:34-37
These few passages contain the
shortest verse in the Bible. “Jesus wept.”
I am humbled by the thought
that many a great Biblical scholar has attempted to unravel these passages. (Smile.)
I will just have to trust the Holy
Spirit to show me what I need to know.
One thing for certain is love
is God’s motivation in all His interactions with us. If I read this again with
love as the jumping off point to understanding, it changes my perspective on
this scenario.
The mourners were angry at God,
at Jesus. In their anguish, they believed He had failed them. Lazarus was dead.
What more proof did they need?
(A long pause.)
Gee, that sounds familiar. It’s
a common occurrence in Bible stories from the very beginning and throughout its
pages. It’s a common occurrence today, being angry at God and yes, an anger I
have felt at times personally. And that’s okay, for a season. In taking my
anger at God to God, He has helped me
move beyond it.
Why do we get angry at Him? Is
it because we don’t see the big picture? Is it because we are unable to see the
good that will come of life’s trials, its losses, its suffering? Is it because
we don’t fully grasp how secure we are in God’s hands and His design for our
lives and the lives of our loved ones? Does this happen when we need someone to
blame for our pain?
Maybe Jesus wept not because He
had failed us but because we had failed Him; another common occurrence. I know He is God and does not need our help but He desires us to be partakers of a relationship with Him. Being angry at someone we love is not unusual. Perhaps that's part of Jesus' anger mentioned in the Lazarus story a couple of times. God, in the form of His Son, came to earth to experience what being human means.
Except Jesus was angry without sin. (Something that bears a great deal of thought.)
In knowing what comes next I can't help but ponder that, maybe,
for Jesus, this was another prophetic glimpse about His upcoming death as the
people gathered around Lazarus’ tomb denied who He was and what He was capable of doing with their words, their
anger.
Was that the moment Jesus knew one
of His beloved disciples would betray Him to His death for a handful of coins? Was
this the moment He knew they would sleep through the hour of His greatest
anguish? Was this the moment He knew Peter would deny Him and the disciples
would scatter to the wind the moment He was arrested? Was this the moment He
knew Judas would hang himself for what he had done?
Did Jesus weep for the people
gathered in spite of their anger at Him?
No. That doesn’t need to be a question. Of this I am sure.
Without failure, disbelief will be redeemed by belief. That’s what love does. Redeems us. Christ's tears, those beautiful, shimmering rivers of love, will wash away all the doubt, all the pain, all the suffering, all the heartbreak. If we let Him.
Thank You, Lord, for Your
sacrifice and Your unwavering love.
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