“Jesus wept.” (John 11:35 NKJV)
At the passing of Lazarus, our sorrow moved Jesus to tears. He hated death. He hated its ravages of our hearts. But not helplessly. To give a glimpse of the glory to come, Jesus shouted, “Lazarus, come forth.” And Lazarus walked out of the tomb alive, to be hugged by Mary and Martha and all his friends and neighbors.
At Easter we celebrate an even bigger victory—Jesus alive in His glorified body, never to suffer, never to grow old, never to feel weak or tired or thirsty again.
We look forward to paradise where we will dance, sing, and roam in resurrection bodies like His. Never to be separated from Him or other loved ones. No sickness, no poverty, no weakness or sorrow. Only rapturous love, of which our present intimacies are merest shadows.
Thank, you, Lord. You are truly, as you promised Martha, the Resurrection and the Life.