I can't help but imagine this scene when I hear those lyrics from the new Passion project::Awakening::
Draped in graveclothes lying in the deep dark tomb.
A light pierces the pink veil of his eyelids.
He can't help but try to peek through the strips of linen to see what source could radiate such incandescence.
The grogginess of death's slumber begins to melt but still refuses to relinquish it's residue.
"Lazarus, come out."
At that point, there was no wondering.
His Lord had spoken.
This was Lazarus' awakening.
There are two awakenings. One that, Lord willing, happens on earth: when our souls are transferred from the domain of darkness into the kingdom of the beloved Son. This is the most important awakening. If there is not this first one, there is not a second...at least not a second that is unto Life.
The second awakening is glorious in a different way than the first is glorious. In this awakening, we follow in the footsteps of the Preeminent One, Jesus--He who has gone before us. Then, we will know as we are fully known. Our eyes will see Him.
In only a few hours, we will be celebrating a brother's second awakening. He is there. He knows as he is known. His eyes see Him.
His family mourns. His friends mourn. But we do not mourn as those who have no hope. We mourn with a groaning hope. Waiting for the second Awakening.
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