John 11 - If Walls Could Talk

“…See how He loved him.” (John 11:36)

If walls could talk in Lazarus’ home

(In the time when Israel was ruled by Rome),

They’d tell of a family who welcomed the Christ,

When to be His friend carried a price.

If walls could talk, they’d tell of good times

When the Teacher taught of things sublime.

Lazarus, Martha, and Mary knew that this Guest

Deemed for them most important at His feet to find rest.

If walls could talk, they’d tell of a sick man

Desperately cared for, yet claimed by death’s hand.

They’d tell of great grief for a brother beloved,

And tears without number by sisters devoted.

If walls could talk, they’d tell of sad questions

That screamed in the minds of those disillusioned

“Why didn’t God answer our prayers?

Why didn’t Jesus come if He cares?”

If walls could talk, they’d echo the sounds

Of feet that went running over outside grounds.

And who were those footfalls making their way towards?

The One Who could handle those questions and more.

If walls could talk…; well, at this point I’d say,

Those house walls would give center stage to walls gray.

For the gray rock walls of Lazarus’ tomb

Heard the words of the Master break through their gloom!

If those walls could talk, they’d to us describe

How they couldn’t hold one who’d been made alive,

And the joy and the smiles that shone from each face

As family united in love’s embrace.

If your walls could talk, what would they say?

What stories recount from your life today?

Perhaps there’d be tales of “unanswered” prayers,

That you later discovered God had been at work there.

If my walls could talk, I hope they could tell

Of a Christian who trusts that her Father works well.

Jesus cries when I cry, though He sees joy ahead.

His ways are the best; by His love I’m led.