Jesus Wept Yes, but before that, and after, You groaned, so deeply toubled, even angry, one translator says and as the word in Greek implies: embrimaomai (almost unpronounceable, the word itself has so much weight). You felt that, Lord, and You exuded that, so much that those who saw, and felt, could tell how much you loved Your brother Lazarus. Anger, then. A strong reaction to a death, but don’t we all, who love the dead, the dying know that anger at the loss? We even blame You, Lord, or Your Father, or Someone who “should have been there,” could have stopped this! Why oh why did this have to be? And then the weeping, Then again the anger. Why? We must let go, though, let You handle this. The grain of wheat must die to bear more life. You have ordained it so. The rising from the dead or nearly dead, is rare, we know. And therefore anger here, and tears. It is all right, we know: embrimaomai. For Bernie and Pollyanna, 6/1/19 ...