Jesus wept. Jn11:35
As a
pastors kid I grew up hearing about the Bible. I knew all about God. My Sunday
school chart was stickered out. The stories were deep in my mind. When I met
Jesus for myself I was 13 years old. It was the most powerful experience of my
life. I knew I was right with God and I understood I was forgiven.
The
teenage years are tough for everyone. I often felt lonely. I loved the Lord and
did my best to live righteously. I enjoyed church and Bible reading. I had no
desire for alcohol or partying or living sinfully, I was content. But I did not
go to God with my emotions and those are emotional years. I knew Him. My mind
knew about Him. My soul connected with Him, I was cleansed and full of His
Spirit. But I did not tell God of my sadness or when I was hurt. I would just
go to the park and play basketball or shoot around on my driveway. I could be
there for hours just working it out in my head.
It was
not until I understood that “Jesus wept” that I had emotional relief, that He
felt like I felt. I am made in the image of God and God is emotional. No one
gets angry more times in the Scripture than the Almighty. God “was sorry He
made man.” “Grieve not the Holy Spirit,” God feels. At times He even feels sad.
I think Jesus felt lonely on the cross “my God, my God why have You forsaken
me.” Jesus understood betrayal from a friend, Judas was His friend. He
understands when people He loved didn’t support Him, “His brothers did not
believe.” He has experienced all His disciples fleeing at His arrest. In His
hour of need they had slept and then ran.
When I considered
that God could identify with my feelings it was like a huge burden was lifted.
I am never alone. Someone always understands. I talk to God now when I am disappointed
or frustrated or sad or just had a bad day. I sense His presence and know His
comfort.
Jesus
wept to enter into their grief. He knew He would raise Lazarus. Jesus did not
come to take away your pain, He came to enter into it. Allow Him to heal your
heart. Understand that He understands.
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