God always has been in, is active with today, and will be working on until it is complete, the business of gathering all that has been scattered.

Unifying all that has been separated. Connecting all that has been disconnected. Merging all that been alienated. Making into one single whole all that has been divided.

Caiphas, the high priest, thought he was just doing the “right thing”  by looking out for the welfare of his people, said,

“It is better for you that one man die for the people than that the whole nation perish.”

John 11:50

Now, on one hand, that any religious professional should suggest that it’s good that someone should die is messed up. It seems like there has to be something crooked in a human heart to suggest death as any kind of solution.

Is a powerful motivator. What little control we think we have, we will hold onto at all costs.

Which is part of what makes the Gospel of Jesus so hard to swallow. His “good news” is that you have to be willing to lose in order to win, to be a loser in the eyes of others in order to truly end up a winner. The very real challenge to our ego, to our desire for control, is that letting Jesus have his way means giving up our way.

“If we let him go on like this…”

Does not automatically result in belief.

Some will see and be filled with hope. They will turn and follow Jesus for themselves. From this moment on they will never be the same, and they welcome the thrill of what is possible in the future. After all, if Jesus can bring someone back from the dead, if he can give new life, is there anything impossible for him?

Others, however, can see the exact same miracle and be filled with fear. They will leave and run back to the safety of their structured life, to their social and religious authority figures, nervous about the future. After all, if Jesus can disrupt death itself, what else might he turn upside down?

First, the tomb must be opened. Which feels frighteningly foolish. The risk factor is about as high as it gets. No one wants to smell death. Sure, one can hope that a resurrection miracle may also dissipate the stench, but maybe not. The whole thing is a potentially unpleasant process.

Then, the dead person must hear—and accept—the invitation to come alive and walk out of the tomb. Quite often, whether out of self-pity, or cynicism, or stubbornness, or whatever, that invitation is turned down. Sometimes the dead just prefer to stay dead. Sometimes they may need a little encouragement, and others may need a little patience.

Takes effort. Belief, in the end, is going to require some kind of action—likely something that you’d rather not do. Something that’s going to require more energy than you think you have. Something that looks like undoing something else you previously worked hard to accomplish. Something that seems foolish. Something that looks ridiculous to others. Something that maybe even feels wrong to do.

Like rolling a stone away from a tomb.

From the mouth of a tomb is a bad idea. That is, if your primary concern is a pleasant-smelling atmosphere. If you’d prefer to avoid the potentially offensive funk, then, by all means, leave the stone in place. Let dead things lie where they are.

However, if you’re open to the possibility of resurrection, then taking away the stone—and thus risking the possible stench—is part of the package. It could all end up a horrid, repulsive mess. Or, on the other hand…

Will always be around. Those critics who only see the bad. Those naysayers who will look for any reason to discredit you. Those dissidents who will find any reason to be against whatever you are for.

No matter what good you do. No matter how authentic you are. No matter how trustworthy you prove yourself to be. No matter how selflessly you give yourself for the well-being of others.

Show one sign of what they view as weakness, and they’ll come in for the kill.

One of the most fascinating aspects of the Incarnation is that we get to see God feeling all the feels.

It’s not often on the surface of how the Gospel writers tell their stories, but at least between the lines we can see Jesus’ experience and express the full range of human emotion. In the human form of Jesus of Nazareth we see God rejoice and laugh. We see him get angry and frustrated. We see him well up with compassion for the suffering and indignation for the oppressors. We see him face disappointment and betrayal. We see him come to the very end up the rope of hope, sweating blood on the eve of his crucifixion. We even see him weep.

That’s normally how I picture Jesus. Walking around with a serene demeanor, a glint in his eye. Even in the face of opposition or danger, there is a certain lightness in his gait. Every gesture of his hands is smooth and gracious. There is a warm equanimity that seems to subtly radiate from him, spilling over onto anyone who gets near to him. He is, after all, the Prince of Peace.

That is, until he encounters Mary and her companions in their grief. Lazarus had died, and while Jesus had his own relationship with him, and loved him, we do not see him visibly moved until Mary falls at his feet.