“But as he
approached Jerusalem and saw the city ahead, he wept over it. And he said, ‘If
you, even you, had only known on this day what would bring you peace – but now
it is hidden from your eyes.’ ” Luke 19:41-42
Now, I don’t
really do feelings. Rarely do I cry at a funeral and never have I at a wedding.
I enjoyed the rationalists and realists in my humanities courses more than the
romantics, and will gladly talk weather or sports scores with other men to
avoid anything heartfelt. I even kept a small vigil earlier this
year over the passing of Leonard Nimoy, the fanboy gold standard of emotional
inaccessibility. So when we’re going to discuss our Lord and Savior crying,
I know I’ll be uncomfortable. But that’s a good thing; His ways are higher than
mine, so let’s get out of comfort zones and see a more excellent way.
Jesus, as the
message addressed Sunday, grieves in the Gospels alternatively for people
and for specific places where they dwell – and not for the reasons we suspect
when we witness it. He famously and succinctly wept at Lazarus’ death,
prompting the bystanders at Bethany to proclaim, “Look how deeply (Jesus) loved him!” (John 11:36 MSG).
But the text
tells us Lazarus’ resurrection is a fait accompli before Jesus
reaches Bethany, so his grief is more for the hearts of those who cannot yet
hope in Him. And with the same dramatic irony, Jesus wept at what should be the
apex of his popularity, as crowds of people throw down coats and palm leaves to
enter Jerusalem. Why? Because once again, we humans just don’t get it.
Jesus goes on
later in Luke 19 to describe a fate
for Jerusalem that mirrors the destruction of the temple in 70 AD by the Roman
legions under future Emperor Titus. And the implication here is that welcoming
a Prince of Peace, rather than a potential earthly liberator from Rome, would
have changed the city’s fate.
There is some
sense to that – it is after all this misguided political zeal that spurred two
failed revolts and scattered the Jewish people, razed the temple and made
Jerusalem a pagan Roman city. Just a few chapters later in John, Pilate
questions Jesus on whether he is that sort of insurrectionist, and He responds,
“My kingdom is not of this world. If it
were, my servants would fight to prevent my arrest by the Jewish leaders. But
now my kingdom is from another place,” (John 18:36). It’s possible that if the people of Jerusalem
were to understand this point, it may have spared Jesus some undue attention
from Rome and the city from ruin.
This may sound
like a lot of arcane history, but it applies directly to us today. It even ties
back to the previous week’s message, on early Christians who cared for the ill
during plagues of the second century. We fail often as God’s people when we
want a political solution to the woes of our day – one that requires less
personal effort, like winning an election or a court ruling, rather than
stepping up personally and meeting a need the world has neglected. We may win
more of the lost by what we do rather than what we don’t do – or what we ask
others around us not to do.
So if I’m not
going to be a crier, myself, then I pray at least to keep the Lord from weeping
any further, over the ways I ask Him to make life easier on me. If it spares
him some tears over the lost, maybe it’s about time I got something in my eye.
Written by: Chad Halcom
Edited by: Jaime Hlavin
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