Raising Lazarus

Some of us are unlucky enough to have felt the pain of losing someone to suicide. There can be pretty severe guilt because we weren't there for them in their pain or death. But we aren't Jesus, we can't go to our Lazarus and bring him back to life, back to joy. But the Savior can. Even after a person dies, they still have a Savior, right? Isn't that the miracle of Lazarus - that Jesus's power works beyond the veil of death? It's okay to feel guilt, but we shouldn't think we were the ones that were supposed to save our dear friend or brother. That's always been Jesus's job, and it still is. 

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