But when Jesus heard about it he said, “Lazarus’s sickness will not end in death. No, it happened for the glory of God so that the Son of God will receive glory from this.” (John 11:4)
Relate: Is it OK if I get a little honest with You? I’ve yelled at God. I’ve gotten a bit angry with Him a time or two. I’ve questioned Him. I’ve asked for a piece of His knowledge and then turned right around and given Him a piece of my mind. My vocabulary in some of my prayers haven’t always been what you would consider “acceptable for respectable company”. I am a firm believer that God knows everything and so it is completely acceptable and even healthy to express to Him exactly how I am feeling. We are doing neither Him nor ourselves any favors when we pretend to maintain a respectable demeanor while inside a furious storm is brewing.
That said, I can’t say I’ve ever truly argued or debated God. When He speaks, I do my best to listen. I know that I know that I know that His word is true and good. I might question a situation but I do not question God’s nature. God is truth. That is not up for debate. So I know that my knee jerk reaction to today’s verse is wrong. I read Jesus saying, “Lazarus’s sickness will not end in death” and my initial reaction is to say, “Yes it is. He is going to die.” Yes, of course I know that Jesus is going to raise him up. That doesn’t change the fact that this sickness will ultimately lead to death.
React: My perspective is so limited. I think it would be safe to say all of ours is. We view death as a termination. We see the end of our mortality as a finality. We understand the grave as our ultimate resting place. It is an end…
The Psalmist says, “Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His faithful servants.” For those whose life is found in Christ, death is not the end. For those who have been born twice, death is merely a way station. It is a metamorphosis. Death is merely a catalyst that enables our real life to truly begin. It is not the end of the story. One day I will see my father, and my sister, and my niece, along with a host of other family and friends again. One day, after I die, I will truly begin to live. Will you?
God, help me to see this life from Your vantage point. Help me to understand how fleeting and transient my time here truly is. Help me to live every moment, make every decision, and speak every word with the knowledge of the reality of eternity at the forefront of my mind. One day I will truly see You as You are in all Your glory. How I long for that day. Please speed its coming.