So the sisters sent word to Jesus, "Lord the one you love is sick." John 11:3
This is a prayer for me, many had prayed it over me. My spirit was sick and death would be the result if Christ did not intervene. It is a powerful prayer when it is a desperate prayer. The sisters of Lazarus knew Jesus and they knew Jesus loved Lazarus and they depended on that to save their brother.
"The one you love is sick." Aren't we all in that category?
"This sickness will not end in Death!" He replies. This is the Good News.
Believers wait, the sisters wait, believing in healing, but unable to overcome the reality of Lazarus' very evident death. We do not understand Salvation. We do not understand Glorification. Like Thomas in desperation, "Let us also, go, that we may die." We die in the waiting, and our loved ones feel that death with us.
Did Jesus cry for me, did he weep for my death...or for my sin? The stench of death was on me, who would come near? Who could roll away the stone?
Unlike Lazarus, I knew of Jesus' Resurrection, it preceded my own. He lives, that I might live. From my own tomb I pick up Martha's words, "Yes Lord I believe that you are the Christ, the son of God who has come into the world!" Yet this very personal salvation is not merely for my own sake, it is to display the Glory of God.
"Did I not tell you that if you believed you would see the glory of God?"
Jesus called to me from the tomb, and I came out. Behold the Glory of God, present in my Salvation, and I am present in him.
"Take off the grave clothes and let him go."
"I am the resurrection and the life. he who believes in me will live, even though he dies: and whoever lives and believes in me will never die...Do you believe this?"
