“A Matter of Life and Death”
John 11:17-44
March 9, 2008
John A. Fleming
We are only a couple of weeks away from Easter this
morning. That is hard to believe because
of snow in the forecast. But two weeks
out and the Bible serves up both a familiar and an intense story from John’s
gospel. John’s gospel calls Jesus’
miracles sign. There are seven of
them. Giving Lazarus his life back is
the last of them. It’s also the one that
makes the religious authorities decide for sure that it is time to get rid of
Jesus.
Remember
the miracle with me. Jesus’ friend Lazarus
from
Mary and Martha, as sisters, are as different as
they can be. Mary is the thinker. She likes to ponder things. She is the one who is commended for sitting
at the feet of Jesus and listening.
Martha, on the other hand, is the practical one. She’s an expert hostess and a wizard in the
kitchen. When Jesus visits, Martha makes
sure he has everything he needs. Lazarus
was their brother and was surely in the house when Jesus visited. According to our lesson, Jesus loved Lazarus.
The two sisters send word to Jesus by way of a
messenger. The message simply is this,
“Come quickly, for Lazarus, the one you love, is sick.” You will remember that Jesus doesn’t come
quickly. He takes his own sweet
time. He doesn’t begin the two mile trip
from
The funeral and burial practices of Jesus’ day are
different than they are today. If they
were similar to our practices today, Jesus and the disciples might have headed
to the funeral home or to the church in hopes that they are there in time for
the worship service. The chapel would
have been full. After all
Down front, sitting on the front pew that is
reserved just for them, is Mary and Martha.
Most likely Mary is thinking about all of the things Lazarus said to her
while he was alive. My guess is that she
is remembering some of the important moments of their lives together. Martha isn’t doing that. She’s been up and down three or four times
making sure the funeral directors are doing what they are supposed to be
doing. In her mind, she is tending to
the details that will have to be taken care of when the service is over.
Both of them, though, keep looking toward the back
of the chapel, as if they are waiting for someone to arrive. There are hundreds of people there and yet
they still look.
It must have been about that time that the one they
were looking for came in. Everyone knew
who he was. They knew his name was
Jesus. They watched as he and twelve
others came down the center aisle towards the front of the chapel. The service is only minutes away from
beginning. Mary and Martha see him and immediately stand
up. Now the rumor is that this Jesus can
speak to demons and that he can calm storms.
Everyone in the room is wondering what he has to say about death and
what he can do about it.
If
you happened to be close to Mary and Martha that day, you can hear their conversation. Martha’s words sounded accusatory. “Where have you been, Jesus? If you had been here, my brother would not
have died!” I can’t say that I blame
Martha for her feelings. I think I can
sense her frustration. Who of us has not
thought or said the same thing to Jesus?
If you had just been here, Jesus, my sister would not have died! If you had just been here, Jesus my
grandmother would not have died! Yes,
friends, we’ve all said and thought these things.
Martha
says that and yet in the very next breath she resolves, “But even now I know
that whatever you ask of God, God will give you.” Jesus speaks to her about new life. He says, “Your brother will rise again.” Martha knows that. She believes that. She says that, “Sure I know my brother will rise again on the last day, in the resurrection of the dead,
but what about now?”
I
want you to see this. Jesus isn’t trying
to give Martha comforting words. He is
not trying to explain away her grief and pain.
If you don’t mind me saying this, we all have to be careful with what we
say when someone dies. The best thing we
can say is that we will stand by them and will help them. Jesus has the right words. They are as powerful as they can be. His words are the ones we use at every
memorial worship service and funeral service we have in our church. Jesus says, “I am the resurrection and I am the life.
Those who believe in me, even though they die, will live, and everyone
who lives and believes in me will never die.”
It is as if Jesus says to Martha, “Right here and right now, I am as
much resurrection and life as you are ever going to
need.”
I should say this.
Most memorial services have their share of Mary and Marthas
in them. Sprinkled
among the grieving are the bewildered.
Sometimes it is in a prayer and sometimes it is out loud. They say, “Help me understand this one,
Jesus.” I sat as one of them in the
Sanctuary at
There
are others. In one of his books, Max Lucado tells the story of Karen Davis. Karen’s thirteen year old son died
unexpectedly. He was the picture of
health and yet he unexpectedly died. To
this day no one is sure why or how it happened.
Karen wrote, “I miss Jacob so much.
I am not sure I can do this. I
stand at the cemetery knowing it was the last place I saw him. The house is so empty now without all his
noise and plans.” Death is not easily
explained. Grief hurts the heart and I
understand that more than I used to. And
grief does not mean that we don’t trust.
It just means that you cannot stand the thought of another day without
the Lazarus of your life.
Go
back with me to
People
noticed that. Some said, “Look how much
he loved him.” There were doubters
there, too. They said, “Could not he who
opened the eyes of the blind man have kept this man from dying?” He could.
But this miracle, this sign is to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that
Jesus is the Son of God. They arrived at
the tomb. John says that it was a
cave. A stone lay against it. If that sounds familiar to you, it
should. We will be at another cave with
another stone in front of it in two short weeks. Jesus says, “Take away the stone.” Martha is practical again. She says, “Lord you probably don’t want to do
that.” He says, “I told you that if you
believed you would see the glory of God.”
With that the stone is moved and the prayer to God is said and Jesus
calls out Lazarus’ name. I love this
biblical line. John writes, “The dead
man came out.” Isn’t that great? Jesus says, “Unbind him and let him go.”
The
people who were there and the people who are here learned some great lessons
about Jesus that day. With the time left
in our sermon, let me lift up two things that seem powerful to me. First, Jesus cries with those he loves. He did then and he does now.
There is some question about why Jesus would
cry. He wept and yet in a matter of
moments knew he would raise Lazarus from the dead. I don’t know why he cried but I’m glad he
did. My best guess is that he cried
because he knew the power that death would have over many of us. My best guess is that he looked far into the
future and into the past and noticed mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers,
sons and daughters, wives and husbands, who stood in cemeteries with death
staring them in the face. I think Jesus
cried because he wanted us to know how much he loves us and is with us.
A young preacher,
fresh out of seminary, was on the way to the house of one of his church
members. A man had just died and the
preacher was on his way to help. He had
no idea what he was going to say or what comforting words he would use. He walked into the house and into the den
where everyone had gathered. He had
planned to read the 23rd Psalm and to have a prayer. He tried.
He couldn’t read and he couldn’t pray.
All he could do was to cry. Later
on that family remembered him as their favorite simply because they cried with
them. Jesus cries with those he loves. That’s the first lesson.
Here
is the second lesson, we can believe in His resurrection. He turns to Martha and asks, “I am the
resurrection and the life. Do you
believe this?” All of our lessons these
past few weeks have been about believing in Jesus and his power. Every Easter I like to close our Easter
sermon with the same words. Maybe I will
say them twice this year. I don’t
know. For sure I want to say it this morning. Not only do I believe in the resurrection, I
am counting on it!
Jesus
not only wakes up his death sleeping friend.
He is also trying to wake us up to the reality of his resurrection
power. Easter morning, you see, isn’t
merely about sunlight and lilies and trumpets and Hallelujah choruses. It is about a Jesus who loved us enough to
teach us, lead us, cry with us, and die for us so that we can live
forever. I believe in that. Let us pray.
(Special
thanks to Max Lucado for an idea or two in this
sermon. I dedicate this sermon to
everyone who knows how Martha and Mary felt when their brother died).