There are several illustrations and allusions to dead being
made live in the Bible. Jesus made lots of references to such in explaining
what He came to do and will do. Dry bones are brought to life in Ezekiel.
Creation was life made from nothing. These intense images have always made such
an impression on my heart, but lately the Lord has been bringing the story of
Lazarus to mind.
Jesus’s friend Lazarus had become very sick in a town called
Bethany. Lazarus had 2 sisters, Mary and Martha. They sent a message to Jesus
to let Him know of Lazarus’s illness, saying, “The one You love is sick.” Jesus
did not run to his aid in an instant, but stayed where He was for a couple of
days. When His disciples questioned Him about going back to a city where the
people had just tried to stone Him, He told them “Our friend Lazarus has fallen
asleep but I’m on My way to wake him up…Lazarus has died. I’m glad for you that
I wasn’t there so that you may believe.” When Jesus arrived in Bethany, the
sisters told Him that if He had only come sooner, Lazarus wouldn’t be dead. But
Jesus said to them, “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes
in Me, even if he dies, he will live.” He then cried with them and His love for
Lazarus was apparent. He then had them remove the stone of the tomb, where
Lazarus had been prepared for burial and placed 4 days prior. Jesus spoke his
name saying, “Lazarus, come out,” and Lazarus came out alive and whole, ready
to live life at a whole new level.
I’ve heard it said and truly believe that my generation is
and has to be a “Lazarus Generation.” It is so easy to get so bogged down in
all the wars, killing, stealing, racism, hate, division, and all darkness in
our present generation. It’s easy to get frustrated by watching families be
dominated by technology and not relationship, or completely shattered. It’s
sickening to know of the horror that is human trafficking and slavery is being
perpetrated by my generation. It’s easy to get riled up taking up for the
refugees the Bible calls us to care for yet be fearful that they may be
radicalized terrorists. It makes me ask at times, “Where are you God? Why is
this world so jacked up? Why is my generation the one seemingly causing it to
get worse?” In essence, we could be
called a dead generation, with the Church dying at rapid rates.
If we look closely though, we will see that if you put us in the place of Lazarus, Jesus wants to bring good. Jesus is moved by His love for us. Jesus is capable of speaking and creating new life within us.
If we look closely though, we will see that if you put us in the place of Lazarus, Jesus wants to bring good. Jesus is moved by His love for us. Jesus is capable of speaking and creating new life within us.
But as with Lazarus, sometimes death must come so that new
life can be breathed into empty spaces, and that God may be glorified. It is my
prayer that, as this country and my generation lay stinking it up in the tomb
we have created for ourselves by seeking out our selfish desires above all else,
that Jesus is calling our name and saying “Come out!!! Wake up!!” I pray that
when this resonates in our souls, we cannot ignore it but must rise up out of
death and destruction and, dare I say, absolute indifference and stagnation. I
pray that as we walk out of the grave, we are dripping with the goodness of God
and His love for us and for each other. I pray that we rise up with eyes that
may only be set on Him and hearts that burn to know Him more, the One who spoke
and gave new life. God, let us be a Lazarus generation, no longer dead but
alive in You and that the world be forever changed because of it.