“This Illness is not to end in death, but is for the glory of God,
that the Son of God might be glorified through it.” –John 11:4
This Sunday’s Gospel is a lengthy section John 11, telling the story of the raising of Lazarus from the dead. There are so many elements in this story worth our contemplation. The resurrection of Lazarus, coming out of the tomb still bound in burial cloths. What a striking image. Mary and Martha, the sisters of Lazarus are models of faith and prayer, service and contemplation. The fact that Jesus waits 2 days before he responds to their plea is certainly something worth our attention. What does that mean? Why would He do that? And there is, of course, Martha’s own confusion about the behavior of Jesus:
“Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died…” (cf. John 11:21)
How many times have we all felt that way? Asked almost that very same question: Where were you God, when my father died? Why weren’t you there to protect my husband, my wife, my child, from cancer? From that car accident? From depression? From temptation? From all harm??
This chapter is so rich, in fact the readings for these past three Sundays have been so very rich; such fruitful food for prayer. But, for me there was that strange and wonderful word from Jesus that comes early in the chapter:
“This illness is not to end in death, but is for the glory of God…”
And yet, Lazarus is sick, and Lazarus does die. His sisters and friends begin the process of mourning and burial for him. They are not spared that suffering. They must still endure it. His death is real. Their grieving is real. The suffering is real—and yet… there is something more: the glorification of Jesus that arrives somehow within the suffering, the grieving.
There are two things I am pondering about this reading today;
First, there is the reality of that suffering; the sorrow and mourning of Martha, Mary and their friends, as well as the actual suffering of Lazarus (unto death). The fact that we have faith, or that we might offer up our suffering, does not in any sense diminish the pain. It still hurts, still makes us question, challenges our faith and our heart and our soul—and may even cripple our bodies. Being a “Christian” doesn’t spare you any of that human suffering; though it may give you comfort, it won’t take away the sting.
Second, that idea of Lazarus’s death being for the glory of God, and the glorification of Jesus. That—I think—is what I am trying to get at when I talk of the value of need. In this story Lazarus is facing the ultimate question, the ultimate insufficiency: death. Lazarus cannot control death, he can’t work his way around it. Can’t, pull up his bootstraps and defeat it with gumption and positive thinking. Like every single one of us, he is insufficient to that task. And hence, his sisters calling out to Jesus for help. They need help. They cannot do this on their own. Their vulnerability overwhelms them. And what does this vulnerability, this need do to their community? It draws people to them. Friends, family, neighbors, come to offer comfort, to offer consolation, to share the burden of this suffering with Mary and Martha. They come to give of themselves, they leave the comfort and security of their own homes and lives and travel to be with Martha and Mary in their time of need. And—in some small way—this self-giving, this coming together as community, this sharing of a burden, this entering into another person’s need, is a reflection of (or participation in) God’s love, God’s mercy, God’s compassion—God’s glory.
And then, on a whole other level, there is Jesus coming to them, entering into their suffering, their need, and calling out of it life itself. When Jesus calls Lazarus from the tomb, restores him back to life, He reveals something new about Himself to the people watching, even to His apostles standing nearby. He reveals to them His glory—the glory that shines from the very source of life itself: the Father. But to us, today, who have heard this gospel reading all our lives, who have become overly familiar with the names and the events and just want mass to end so we can go get our coffee and doughnuts, what is Jesus revealing to us?
I think it is Irenaeus who said: The glory of God is a person fully alive…
Jesus is glorified by restoring Lazarus to life, but He does this by entering into the sorrow and suffering of Mary and Martha and the mourners; by going to them, toward their need. And He reveals the fullness of His glory by walking toward the cross, into his own suffering and passion and death—in order to meet us in our sorrow, our suffering, our need for salvation.
Walking away from church this morning, I was humbled by the power and mystery of this story, and by the question: How do I follow in His footsteps, unless I am willing to turn my face toward Calvary and walk always toward the cross?
Last, let me also say: finding a spiritual value in our insufficiency does not mean that we simply give in to any weakness or that we celebrate a weakness. An addict or alcoholic may need their drug in order to avoid the pain of withdrawal; but real as that need may be, it does not mean that the best way to help them is to buy them a bottle of gin. A husband may say he needs his wife, but that doesn’t mean she must submit to him. Helping others, entering into their vulnerability and need, does not mean becoming a doormat or enduring physical abuse. It does not mean that we feed the addiction or sin of another. But it might look like sitting in silence with someone in their time of crisis, holding their hand, and wishing we could do more but knowing this is all we have to give. There is a blessed humility in that as well. And God’s glory is revealed there, too.
Humbling ourselves, and truly entering into the suffering of another will often be uncomfortable, it will stretch our patience, our love, our faith even. Like giving birth, it could even be painful at times, but it should always call us to come forth out of the tomb and into the light, where we can reflect the glory of God by becoming vulnerable and fully alive.
