Why doesn't someone remind me not to hit that 'home' button on facebook?
I want to be an encouragement to others. I want to rejoice with them over good news. I want to know of victories of people who have big life struggles going on right now. I want to be there to give them the attagirl or boy they need and deserve.
I have many new facebook friends who started out as followers of the blog. Young women who fight addictions and toxic relationships, trying to focus their energies on building a new and close relationship with the Lord. I get many private messages, and I want to watch and help and encourage. I hit that 'like' button and rejoice over their determination to please God. And I'm reminded to pray for them.
But it doesn't take long, in reading through the news feed, to become discouraged myself. So much negativity. So much meanness and backbiting. So many airing their dirty laundry and wrestling in the mud. So much judgement based on false...
Martha and Mary of Bethany are two of my favorite people in all of Scripture. I love them for so many reasons, and I feel a bit intimated trying to separate from their story just enough for one post. But they have been on my heart, so I will try.
Mary and Martha were sisters. They lived together in a town near Jerusalem. Now, one of my favorite Bible stories happened at their house when Jesus came to visit. There is a strong indication that He came to visit often. I know for sure that Mary and Martha were very comfortable around Jesus; that they were all close friends, and that they loved Jesus very much. The Bible speaks of His love for them, as well. That is so precious to me, and I so want to tell you more of that story, but I promise that I'll come back to it another day.
Today we will talk about death. And great love.
Mary and Martha had a brother named Lazarus. Lazarus and Jesus were close, as well. I can just picture the four of them s...