Nothing is as emphatic and jarring as death. Death is so final, ripping people out of lives, leaving holes and emptiness. This is especially true when we lose people too early, not from old age but from disease, injustice, or without warning. And in the midst of the grief, it’s not uncommon for people to ask, “God, where were you when all of this was happening?”
In John 11, this very question and crisis is presented when a beloved brother and friend unexpectedly dies. And in the face of such loss that comes to us all, we ask...