Summary: Are your expectations of Jesus set too high? Or too low? Do you want Him to fix your little owies; or exercise resurrection power?
“Martha therefore said to Jesus, ‘Lord, if You had been here, my brother would not have died’.”
Lazarus was dead and everyone was confused except Jesus.
We’re not told all that went through the minds of the disciples during the two days Jesus delayed after hearing the news that His friend was sick.
But we can speculate a little bit. Why is He delaying? We know how much He loves that family in Bethany. Well, it is a little close to Jerusalem and there can’t be anything but trouble for Him if He goes there. He has healed from a distance in the past; why not just do that now? Why, when He got the word of Lazarus’ illness, didn’t he tell the messenger, ‘go your way, Lazarus is healed’?
When He finally, two days later, says, “Let us go to Judea again”, they’re astounded. He had just narrowly escaped stoning, in their estimation, because He claimed to be the Son of God.
And isn’t it humorous now, knowing the full story, to see in verse 16 that Thomas, (doubting Thomas), boldly declares, “Let us also go, that we may die with Him”.
Yuck, yuck, Thomas. In about 12 days or so you’re going to get your chance to prove how noble and faithful and brave you can be. Not today.
The journey from where they were had to have been at least two days, because it says He delayed two days after hearing the news, and when He arrived in Bethany He was told that Lazarus had been in the tomb for four days.
I want you to try to put yourself in the moment. Try to put yourself into Martha’s heart.
Her brother has been dead for the better part of a week now. The funeral is over. The professional wailers have gone home. Whoever it was who took the news to Jesus about His friend’s condition is sitting around wondering if He got lost, robbed and beaten, arrested; in any case He was a no-show.
So it’s over. You’re Martha, and it’s four days after your brother’s funeral. What are you feeling right now? Loss, to be sure. Grief.
What about anger? I mean, you’ve seen Jesus heal people. You’ve heard the stories of the times and places when you were not present. You know about the walking on the Sea of Galilee, the command that calmed the storm…
…but what about the storm that now rages in your heart?
He didn’t even come! At the very least, as a family friend, He could have made it to the funeral. Even the one who took the message to Him was back in time for that! (an assumption, but a relatively safe one)
Someone says, “Jesus is coming!” You look out and down the road in the direction several people are now pointing, and there He is, typically surrounded by His chosen disciples and a crowd of others.
Walking up slowly like there’s no rush.
Well, there isn’t a rush anymore, is there? Lazarus is dead and rotting in a hole in the ground.
But you run out to meet Him. You don’t wait in the house like grieving Mary. You don’t even give Him an opportunity to reach the village and sit down in the shade.
Jesus has failed to meet your expectations, and He has a scolding coming.
OF MICE AND MEN
Scottish poet Robert Burns wrote a poem to a mouse whose nest he had stirred up while plowing. Funny, the things that inspire artsy types, huh? Part of one stanza is familiar to most of us: