Day 11/21: Death, and Other Minor Injuries

Welcome here! This blog is an “extra blog” being posted daily between January 13 and February 3 to come alongside the 21 Days of Prayer. We are reading the book of John with the intention of looking at Jesus very closely. We want to know Him really well so that we will love Him even more!

January 24, 2019

Good morning Jesus,

I love the whole “trilogy” involving the “Mary, Martha and Lazarus” family. Today as read the story of when Lazarus fell ill one thing stood out to me in a new way about You Jesus.

In verse 11 you said, after knowing for a bit that Lazarus was sick, “Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep; but I am going there to wake him up.”

I know there are many things to think on in this story but I stopped and smiled when I read this. Only You could say something like that. Only You could have this view when, to us,  this very scenario is “the worst.”

I am thinking of a small child who cuts their finger and at the sight of a spot of blood, loses their mind!  They hyperventilate over such a small thing! Who views it as such a small thing? The adult attending. The adult views a prick of blood as nothing. In their adult perspective they know that breaking your femur is a valid reason to wail in pain, but this? 

Only Jesus could see death different from how we see it. He said Lazarus had fallen asleep in the same way we might say to a child, “It is only a tiny thing.” The Disciples, who never really understand things first round, question the necessity of the trip: if he is just sleeping, why are we making all the effort to get there?

Jesus clarifies once again. Asleep = Death. It is important that we go, because I am going to show you something about My power over death. I am going to show you something about the thing you fear, the thing the enemy satan always holds over your head.

I digress: On a purely human level, did it ever frustrate Jesus that He had to explain His lovely word pictures? Those disciples never got it. Jesus said things so beautifully, but every time He had to go back and pick plainer words. Having said that, thank goodness for us that we don’t have to put up our hands in class. They did it for us and so we get both the poetry and the interpretation.

Who but GOD could see death as relatively minor? Who but GOD can see any situation I walk through as completely within His power to fix. Easily.

This isn’t to say that GOD treats my suffering and grief lightly. He does not.

The adult treating the little scrape, comforts their sobbing child even though they know the little one has no idea of how minor their injury is.  What the adult feels is empathy for is their child’s grief, even while they are not worried about the wound itself. That blood could be wiped with a Kleenex and won’t reappear, but the rude awakening of pain and all the pains to come, that is what we feel for. We love our child so much, we grieve that they grieve.

This is the heart of GOD also. He is not worried about death. I do not have the perspective on death that He has. I have not walked through that doorway to see the astonishing wonders, the endless discoveries, the unfathomable excellence of being with GOD in all His glory, creativity, and joy!!! Death is a concern? Not to GOD, not at all because He sees all we cannot see. I don’t see what He knows about life after life. Yet, He does not rebuke my feelings of pain. He identifies with them and comfort me.

I could write pages about this – but today I think the thing *** You are wanting me to know is that there is not a situation that I go through that You do not view differently. Every thing that is painful to me, in Your hands, has a different outcome.

Lord Jesus, Your Word says in Romans 12:3 that you “distribute faith” and I am asking You today to give me this faith. In the morning, in the afternoon, in the evening – oh Lord, especially at “night”. Especially when things are dark – give me faith. I am so hard of hearing, Lord shout out faith to me I pray. As the song says, “Every hour I need Thee…”

Speak those words of comfort to me to right size things: “It’s just sleep…” – ah that perspective. When I am close to You, walking with You, You help me to see the things of life the way You see them. Only Your Spirit can give me that view. I cannot imagine this on my own, so I am asking You Spirit, right-size things for me again and again so that I COME ALIVE and do not waste my time moaning over things that are so manageable in Your hands.

T