BETHANY
John 11:1-4

Robert Murray M'Cheyne
Chapter One


Now a certain man was sick named Lazarus, of Bethany, the town of Mary and her sister Martha. It was that Mary which anointed the Lord with ointment, and wiped his feet with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was sick. Therefore his sisters sent unto him, saying, Lord, behold, he whom thou lovest is sick. When Jesus heard that, he said, This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God, that the Son of God might be glorified thereby.—

(John 11:1-4).

Man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upward. Sickness goes round—it spares no family, rich or poor. Sometimes the young, sometimes the old, sometimes those in the strength of their days, are laid down on the bed of sickness. “Remember those that suffer adversity, as being yourselves also in the body.”

The reasons why God sends sickness are very various:

I. The case—the person:

“A certain man was sick named Lazarus.” Lazarus was evidently a child of God, and yet Lazarus was sick. How he had come by his grace we are not told. His name is not mentioned before. If we may be allowed to guess, it seems probable that Mary was the first in the family who knew the Lord (Luke 10.) then perhaps Martha left her “much serving” to come also and sit at Jesus’ feet; and both prevailed on their brother Lazarus to come also. At all events he was a child of God. He was in a godly family. All the house were children of God—one in nature and one in grace. Happy family at Bethany, going hand in hand to glory! Yet here the hand of sickness entered in—Lazarus was sick. He was peculiarly loved by Christ: “He whom thou lovest.” “Jesus loved Martha, and her sister, and Lazarus.” “Our friend Lazarus sleepeth.” Like John, the disciple whom Jesus loved, so Jesus had a peculiar love for Lazarus. I cannot tell you why. He was a sinner, like other men; but perhaps when Jesus washed and renewed him, he gave him more of his own likeness than other believers. One thing is certain—Jesus loved him, and yet Lazarus was sick.

II. The place:

“Of Bethany, the town of Mary and her sister Martha.” Bethany is a sweet retired village, about two miles from Jerusalem, in a ravine at the back of the Mount of Olives. It is at this day embosomed in fig-trees, and almond-trees, and pomegranates. But it had a greater loveliness still in the eyes of Christ—it was “the town of Mary and her sister Martha.” Probably the worldly people in Jerusalem knew Bethany by its being the town of some rich Pharisee who had his country villa there—or some luxurious noble, who called the lands after his own name; but Jesus knew it only as “the town of Mary and her sister Martha.” Probably they lived in a humble cottage, under the shade of a fig-tree; but that cottage was dear to Christ. Often, as he came over the Mount of Olives and drew near, the light in that cottage window gladdened his heart. Often he sat beneath their fig-tree telling them the things of the kingdom of God. His Father loved that dwelling; for these were justified ones. And angels knew it well; for night and day they ministered there to three heirs of salvation. No wonder he called the place “the town of Mary and her sister Martha.” That was its name in heaven.

So is it still. When worldly people think of our town, they call it the town of some rich merchant-some leading man in public matters—some great politician, who makes a dash as a friend of the people; not the town of our Martha’s and Mary’s. Perhaps some poor garret where an eminent child of God dwells, gives this town its name and interest in the presence of Jesus.

Dear believers, how great the love of Christ is to you! He knows the town where you live—the house where you dwell—the room where you pray. Often he stands at the door—often he puts in his hand at the hole of the door: “I have graven thee on the palms of my hands: thy walls are continually before me.” Like a bridegroom loving the place where his bride dwells, so Christ often says: There they dwell for whom I died. Learn to be like Christ in this. When a merchant looks at a map of the world, his eye turns to those places where his ships are sailing; when a soldier, he looks to the traces of ancient battle-fields and fortified towns; but a believer should be like Jesus—he should love the spots where believers dwell.

III. The message.


(1.) He loved him with an electing love. Freely from all eternity Jesus loved him.

(2.) With a drawing love. He drew him from under wrath—from serving sin.

(3.) With a pardoning love. He drew him to himself, and blotted out all his sin.

(4.) With an upholding love. “Who could bold me up but thou?” He for whom thou diedst—he whom thou hast chosen, washed, and kept till now— “he whom thou lovest is sick.”

Learn thus to plead with Christ, dear believers. Often you do not receive, because you do not ask aright: “Ye ask, and receive not because ye ask amiss, that ye may consume it upon your lusts.” Often you ask proudly, as if you were somebody; so that if Christ were to grant it, he would only be fattening your lusts. Learn to lie in the dust, and plead only his own free love. Thou hast loved me for no good thing in me:—

“Chosen, not for good in me;
Wakened up from wrath to flee;
Hidden in the Saviour’s side;
By the Spirit sanctified.”

Do not deny thy love. “Have respect unto the work of thine own hands.”

Learn that urgency in prayer does not so much consist in vehement pleading, as in vehement believing. He that believes most the love and power of Jesus, will obtain most in prayer. Indeed the Bible does not forbid you using all arguments, and asking for express gifts, such as healing for sick friends. “My little daughter lieth at the point of death: I pray thee, come and lay thy hands on her, that she may be healed; and she shall live.” (Mark 5:23). “Lord, I am not worthy that thou shouldst come under my roof: but speak the word only, and my servant shall be healed.” (Matt. 8:8). Still there is a holy delicacy in prayer, which some believers know how to use. Like these two sisters, lay the object at his feet, saying: “Lord, he whom thou lovest is sick.”

IV. The answer.

END OF CHAPTER I

Robert Murray M'Cheyne



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