Jesus Wept

Lord Jesus, you were deeply moved over your friend’s death. You wept. You knew that you were the resurrection and the life. You knew that Lazarus would be raised from the dead, both then, and again at the last day.

But you wept anyway. It wasn’t weeping with tiny tears and stoically controlled emotions. You must have wept with loud cries, for the writer of Hebrews says that you did just that during your time with us on Earth. It must have been a very public display of deep emotion, for those around you were amazed and said, “behold how he loved him!”

Did you cry like we cry when our hearts are broken? Did you sob like us, with us… for us?

I am sobbing because of the death of my little kingdom called “my life.” I do not die easily. Or with dignity. My death to self is full of sobbing pain. This “my life” is all I have and all I have known. I do not want it to die… but die it must. For I cannot hold to it now that you have washed my robes in your blood. My life is no longer my own; I cannot serve two masters. I cannot remain in the tomb. I am already dead, and my life is already hid with you. I must come forth out of the tombs and allow you to remove the burial clothes… that awful and sad clothing of death. But they are my familiar clothes.

I hear your voice calling me from the tomb. I hear because I have been made alive, washed and made righteous. I come at the sound of your voice. Please use your means of grace to free me of these grave clothes. May your Holy Spirit, by means of your Holy Word and your beautiful Church, “take off the grave clothes and let me go.”

Thank you that you wept my weeping. Thank you that you felt every pain I feel. Thank you that you drank to the last dregs the cup of human sorrow. I feel you walking beside me in this scary place called “death to self.” I know that I do not have to go through this alone.

“And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And let him that heareth say, Come. And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely. (Revelation 22:17)

2 thoughts on “Jesus Wept

  1. This is totally the cry of my heart too! Lately I have been weeping inside over lives destroyed. It feels like old grave clothes holding me down. But then I remember that Jesus knows the way I feel and one day, there will be no grave clothes holding me down. Thank you for writing this!

    Your Sis in the Faith,
    Bec

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    1. This is the hardest part of our journey… letting the Great Physician cut off the grave clothes. I am glad for fellow needy brothers and sisters like you. God bless you Rebecca as you tell the truth and allow God our Father to take away the last remnants of “your life” and clothe you publicly with the Lord Jesus and His life. I prayed earnestly for you this morning.

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