Susan LaffertyFor those who need to surrender. Again. I know how it is. Maybe you’re struggling with the call to stay. Or go. I’ve been there.
Below is a simple heart cry from several years ago. When I felt weak. Empty.
He heard.
Waiting. Yesterday our pastor continued his series on “Unexpected Jesus.” Danny took us to the story of Lazarus. A story of delayed arrival. Unexpected timing that found the friends and family of Lazarus in the thick of grief, at the point of numb acceptance that their loved one wasn’t coming back.
In their traditional beliefs, the soul hovered above the body for three days. Waiting. But the fourth day? Gone. No hope. It was the pinnacle of sorrow and loss in the death of Lazarus. Decay had begun. And it was the day of Jesus’ arrival.