Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Let Us Also Go

Now a certain man was ill, Lazarus of Bethany, the village of Mary and her sister Martha. Mary was the one who anointed the Lord with perfume and wiped his feet with her hair; her brother Lazarus was ill. So the sisters sent a message to Jesus, “Lord, he whom you love is ill.” But when Jesus heard it, he said, “This illness does not lead to death; rather it is for God’s glory, so that the Son of God may be glorified through it.” Accordingly, though Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus, after having heard that Lazarus was ill, he stayed two days longer in the place where he was.
Then after this Jesus said to the disciples, “Let us go to Judea again.” The disciples said to him, “Rabbi, the Jews were just now trying to stone you, and are you going there again?” Jesus answered, “Are there not twelve hours of daylight? Those who walk during the day do not stumble, because they see the light of this world. But those who walk at night stumble, because the light is not in them.” After saying this, he told them, “Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep, but I am going there to awaken him.” The disciples said to him, “Lord, if he has fallen asleep, he will be all right.” Jesus, however, had been speaking about his death, but they thought that he was referring merely to sleep. Then Jesus told them plainly, “Lazarus is dead. For your sake I am glad I was not there, so that you may believe. But let us go to him.” Thomas, who was called the Twin, said to his fellow disciples, “Let us also go, that we may die with him.” John 11:1-16

Let Us Also Go

Let us also go, that we may die with Him
let us follow the way we do not know
we fear the anger of so many leaders
but we go because loves spurs us forward.

Let us go the where turmoil and violence live
where some lives matter more than others
where clean water is threatened for greed alone
where lives are on the line for real justice.

Let us also go where the mothers are hurting
where the shadow of death lingers as well
where violence in the home spills to the streets
where the dust itself is infected with fear.

Let us also go to the margins, the edges
where we too might die along with the dying
where there are no cameras no media coverage
where holy people are dismissed as trouble.

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