Nestle beneath His soft wing!
(From Octavius Winslow's, "The Bereaved Home")
Perhaps the most sublime spectacle of Jesus' life
is His weeping at the grave of Lazarus. The Son
of God, the Creator of heaven and earth, the
Maker of all things, the upholder of all worlds,
Jesus stood the Chief Mourner at that grave.
That very same Savior whose tears fell fast and
warm upon the grave of His buried friend, who
had tears for the mourning sisters, tears for the
saddened disciples, and tears for the unbelieving
Jews, has tears, sorrowing one, for you!
The sympathy of Christ with our sorrows is
not a mere sentiment, a transient emotion,
a passing tear quickly shed, and as quickly dried.
O no! His are the tears of a love that
once wept tears of blood for us!
His is a compassion that sustains, as well as
comforts, that sanctifies as well as soothes.
The sympathy of Christ has a soul transforming effect,
a Divinely assimilating power, it makes us Godlike.
Cling to the sympathy of Christ. Nestle beneath
His soft wing; it will enfold and shelter you until
these calamities be overpast.
He who mourned with the loved ones in the home
of Bethany, and wept over the grave of Lazarus,
mourns and weeps with you. Turn from the gloom
and mystery of your loss, and lose yourself and
it in the loving, sympathizing Savior.