Summary: Duty and devotion are both necessary but there must be a balance. A balance where neither one would hinder us from exhibiting the other.
Last time we were together we looked at the famous story of Mary and Martha.
We concluded that the Lord wants us to be like Mary in our worship, and like Martha in our work.
Duty and devotion are both necessary but there must be a balance.
A balance where neither one would hinder us from exhibiting the other.
Everything we do and every relationship we have demands focus.
When we focus properly, we succeed.
When we lose our focus, we begin to fail,
and the longer we go without focus,
the worse our circumstances get.
This morning, I want us to take a look at another encounter Jesus had with Martha
1 Now a man named Lazarus was sick. He was from Bethany, the village of Mary and her sister Martha. 2 This Mary, whose brother Lazarus now lay sick, was the same one who poured perfume on the Lord and wiped his feet with her hair. 3 So the sisters sent word to Jesus, “Lord, the one you love is sick.”
4 When he heard this, Jesus said, “This sickness will not end in death. No, it is for God’s glory so that God’s Son may be glorified through it.” 5 Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus. 6 Yet when he heard that Lazarus was sick, he stayed where he was two more days.
7 Then he said to his disciples, “Let us go back to Judea.”
8 “But Rabbi,” they said, “a short while ago the Jews tried to stone you, and yet you are going back there?”
9 Jesus answered, “Are there not twelve hours of daylight? A man who walks by day will not stumble, for he sees by this world’s light. 10 It is when he walks by night that he stumbles, for he has no light.”
11 After he had said this, he went on to tell them, “Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep; but I am going there to wake him up.”
12 His disciples replied, “Lord, if he sleeps, he will get better.” 13 Jesus had been speaking of his death, but his disciples thought he meant natural sleep.
14 So then he told them plainly, “Lazarus is dead, 15 and for your sake I am glad I was not there, so that you may believe. But let us go to him.”
16 Then Thomas (called Didymus) said to the rest of the disciples, “Let us also go, that we may die with him.”
I can imagine Martha.
Where is he?
Where is he?
How many times had she asked that question over the past four days.
Her only brother had come down with some mysterious virus and nobody could do anything for him.
Well nobody except for their friend Jesus.
How many times had he reached out his hand and the blind had seen, or the lame had walked.
If there was any hope for Lazarus it would only be through Jesus.
Granted she hadn’t actually asked Jesus to come, she had only sent word that His friend was deathly ill.
If Jesus was the friend that he professed to be wouldn’t he have come.
But she had waited and Lazarus got worse,
and she waited
and Lazarus died,
and she waited
and Lazarus had been buried.
Jesus had healed the paralytic and he didn’t even know him,