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Yeah, Not Everyone Believed. Can You Believe It?

Many of the people who were with Mary believed in Jesus when they saw this happen.~John 11:45

John 11:45 says many of the Jews believed after they saw what happened to Lazarus.

Many? Not all?

Jesus just raised a guy from the dead by telling him to get up. I'm not sure what miracle these guys were waiting for. Does it have to be two people raised from the dead? Should there have been a cloud of smoke and some thematic music for Lazarus to come out to? I'm thinking Eye of the Tiger

I know Jesus said that some would not believe even if a man were to rise from the dead. I'm sure Jesus knows what He's talking about. But that doesn't make it any less ridiculous. I don't know about you, but I don't see many dead people get up and walk again. Trust me, if I did, that might be something I'd recall. 

I'd also like to believe that if I saw a dead man rise from the dead that I would give glory to God and just accept it. But a new show on ABC has me rethinking this. It's called Resurrection. I'm not advocating everything (or anything) on the show, although the writing is good and the questions are compelling. 

It's about families mysteriously receiving loved ones back from the dead, years after those loved ones die. Three episodes in and they are discussing the belief and doubt of different people. Despite the presence of a pastor in town, one who ironically doubts more than others, the show isn't totally focused on faith. But it's hard not to comment on what you believe when dead people start walking around again. Even harder when it's not about zombies. 

I have no idea where the show's direction will go, but given modern day surroundings, it does at least make me pause and reconsider how I would respond. At the very least, it begins to make sense why only many, and not all, chose to believe when Jesus rose Lazarus from the dead. 

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