Greetings Dear Reader,
We all have those moments when we are interrupted in our
travel by a funeral procession. They do
not seem as common as they were when I was younger. Still you are stopped in your progress.
In the first century world people were carried through town
to the place of burial on a funeral bed.
There would be a loud group of mourners.
The people in procession would wail and lament. This was common. Jesus must have witnessed it often. In some cases he acted.
Luke 7:11 – 16 Soon
afterward, Jesus went to a city called Nain. His disciples and a large crowd
went with him. As he came near the
entrance to the city, he met a funeral procession. The dead man was a widow's
only child. A large crowd from the city was with her. When the Lord saw her, he felt sorry for her.
He said to her, "Don't cry." He
went up to the open coffin, took hold of it, and the men who were carrying it
stopped. He said, "Young man, I'm telling you to come back to life!" The dead man sat up and began to talk, and
Jesus gave him back to his mother. Everyone was struck with reverence and
praised God. They said, "A great prophet has appeared among us," and
"God has taken care of his people."
When Death comes to collect us it is a one sided
conversation with no reversal. That is
what we expect. We do not expect a
carpenter who is also an itinerant preacher to interrupt. We do not anticipate a reprieve from death of
a loved one.
Jesus would sometimes do the unexpected and raise the
dead. After all on the grand scale Jesus’
mission was to give us all a reprieve from death. His family thought that they had him figured
out when they sent for him to cure a sick Lazarus. They did not understand when he waited until
Lazarus was dead. They gave up hope when
he did not act as anticipated. He chose
to have the walking dead explain it to them.
When we think we have God figured out we give up hope. It is in his nature to do beyond what we
think he will do. Faith is what manufactures hope. Jesus is the ultimate definition of turning
death into a fighting chance to live.
The death of people, goals, and dreams are all within his
wheelhouse. I must live that way.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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