Thoughts on the beauty and bravery of inviting Jesus into our most broken places and situations.
“Come and see,” Mary and Martha pushed out the words through sobs, leading their shaken up Rabbi to the cave into which their dear brother had been laid. Martha, practical in nature, hestitated at Christ’s commands to take away the stone sealing the dead from the living. “It’s been four days, Teacher. You don’t want to see him. It’s not the Laz you remember. The staggering smell of sickness and death will overwhelm you as it has us these past painful days.”
Studying John 11 this week knowing I have a dear friend hanging on to her life by thin threads, the bravery and vulnerability of the simple phrase, “Come and see,” jumped out at me.
What faith it must have taken these sisters to invite the same Jesus who came too late, in their honest opinion, into their messy grief. What trust it displayed that they invited Jesus into…
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