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“Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus, but oddly, when he heard that Lazarus was sick, he stayed on where he was for 2 more days. After the 2 days, he said to his disciples, “Let’s go back to Judea.” (John 11:5-7, The Message)

I was stuck on this story in the not-so-distant past and I think I might go somewhere with it in the near future. This morning I was pondering the timing of it all. Mary and Martha send word to Jesus that Lazarus is not doing so hot. Now, we know that previously Mary was at the feet of Jesus (the story introduces her this way), so we have an idea that maybe M&M aren’t requesting that Jesus come sit shiva with them like good friends do. It wasn’t a “get in your final goodbye” or “I need you here with me in this hard time” request. I don’t think so. I think it was a “please, please Jesus come and save him or he’s going to die.” I’m going on a hunch that Mary and Martha were 2 ladies that “got it” that Jesus was the Messiah and did have the power to restore Lazarus back to health, so they asked him to do it.
Jesus hears the message and waits for 2 days before deciding to go back to Judea. On the third day (*ahem, note timing), he says, “welp, there’s 12 hours of good travel time. Let’s go.”
There’s a brief sidebar conversation by the disciples, and if left to their devices they never would’ve went to Judea at all- but that’s a later conversation.
So they get to Bethany and they find that Lazarus is dead. Not just a “ooohhh, you just missed him.” He’s 4 days dead. In nowadays time, the funeral is over (in Jewish time, they’ve still got 3 days left).
So let’s add this up… 4 days dead. Day 4 was the “12 hours of daylight” travel time. Day 2 and 3 was when Jesus was apparently sitting around and proving a point. Day 1- well, that’s when Jesus got the message. And if you account for the 12 hours for the messenger to get to wherever Jesus was (which is a bit of a mystery at this point), we find that by the time Jesus learns of Lazarus’ sickness, he was actually already dead.
So, this is my question to you: Why did Mary and Martha wait until Lazzie was on his deathbed before they called in Jesus? Why not when he was coughing and sputtering? Why is it that at the first sign of needing Jesus we think that we “shouldn’t bother him” but when it gets to life and death all of a sudden we’re sending urgent messages and yelling at him when he shows up 4 days too late?
I’m not putting the blame on M&M for Lazarus’ death- Jesus said outright that it would be an occasion for all to believe. But I think we can look at M&M’s actions and learn a little something about ourselves. But what kind of faith-test do we put ourselves, and Jesus, in when we wait until the moment of desperation to seek after Him? Why do we only want him at the very end, when it really, really counts?

Now, I know there’s a place for desperation- I’ve been to that point when you need to realize that there’s no other rock to which you can cling. But I wonder how the story would be different if Mary and Martha had asked Jesus to stop by a few weeks earlier because Lazzie had a hacking cough he just couldn’t lick. Mary and Martha wouldn’t have been frustrated with Jesus showing up a bit late. He would’ve had perfect timing, then.
But then again, there would be no miracle- a “turnaround sign for many of the Jews” (11:45).

I had my first “adult education” bible study class tonight. I wasn’t really sure what to expect, so I put a few ideas together. as usual, God shows that his plans are beyond our understanding, so it’ll be a good adventure over the next few weeks. the Bible is always a good adventure. but this is not the point of the blog… the point came when one woman (the coordinator of it all) said she had read up on my blog and enjoyed a post. i thought, “what blog… oh, yeah…. I haven’t touched that for a while!” so, now that people are checking, i have to come up with something brilliant. ah, pressure.
but no, actually this has been burning lately and i haven’t felt propelled to post because i thought it would just ring empty into cyber space. now i shall give it some air time.
We were at bible study last week (my usual ladies, not the special class) and Wendy brought up Jesus’ difficult teaching on the rich and heaven. She said, “how do we teach that rich people, straight up, won’t get into heaven?”
it is then, by the grace of God, that a realization came (and i know it was from God because I had never thought it before, nor understood it until it came out)… it’s not about who does or does not get into heaven. it’s about who will let the Kingdom of Heaven rule in their hearts. the rich are so filled up on their concerns about the riches of the world and whatnot that there’s no room for God to do their thing.
think about it… the beatitudes are all about the lacking- being poor, grief, giving up control and power. it’s when you have to let go of things or people that you can finally open your arms to what God has for you.
it made me really reflect- what fills my heart? what’s taking up space that God can’t get in? Oswald said this morning (can you tell what i’m reading again?) that it’s easy to find God in the hard times- it’s when things are easy that it’s tough. when life is good you have something to cling to. when life is hard you learn the difference between a rock and a sandy beach- some things are sturdy and some drift with a whim.

this thought is not as nearly put-together as i’d like it to be. but maybe it’ll come together after some further ponderings. until then, i’m going to go to sleep 🙂

I was up in the middle of the night, i’m pretty sure because God wanted to tell me something about this year’s thanksgiving. I was reflecting on thanksgiving and why this year it seems so much more real to me. this year i decided to celebrate thanksgiving instead of thankshaving. normally this holiday is one where we can list the several things that we’re grateful for. but mostly that’s just a list of how we’re better off than the next guy.
i’m hoping my holiday has changed from that.
it only takes God giving you something, and then taking it away before you were ready to give it up, to realize that’s not just about gratefulness. it’s about realizing where it came from. God is the giver of all “good and perfect gifts.” he can “give and take away.”
When you begin to see with these eyes, you see everything in your life as a gift. God gives- and not only that, but you have to realize that it was His before it was yours and it will be His again someday. in essence, everything we have is just out on loan. the person lying beside you in bed at night, the children that keep you awake, the next breath you take- its all on loan. God can ask for it back, but He gave it to us to love and enjoy for His glory while we have it.
when we see things as “mine” or “ours”, like it’s a right we have, it’s not really thankfulness, it’s just making a list of stuff. but when we see what God has given- that it’s a gift, not a right, not something deserved- then we can be truly thankful.
this all seemed a lot more clearer at 4AM.