John Chrysostom
What does the Lord declare? 'I say to you, arise.' And instantly, 'the dead man rose and sat up.' The onlooking crowd seemed struck by awe, first from disbelief, then from amazement at the Truth. Why did he not leap up but rather take a seat? So that the entire miracle of resurrection could be witnessed clearly, ensuring that what had occurred could not be dismissed as a mere illusion. It was as if He was conveying to them, 'I will confirm to you that this is indeed the one who had recently passed away.' With an outstretched hand, Jesus took hold of the deceased and returned him alive to his mother. While she embraced her son, she was caught in a mix of joy and disbelief; she celebrated the return of her child yet struggled to grasp the reality of what had transpired.
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The mother meticulously inspected her son, feeling his features, examining his eyes, nose, lips, and forehead, comprehensively observing his whole being, pondering deeply: 'Am I being deceived? Is this another child? Could it be that this is an illusion to comfort my heart amidst my sorrow, a means to heighten my grief, orchestrated by the one who raised him, presenting another in his place to ease my pain? I have no witness to confirm this event: I have never witnessed it, nor have any of those who accompany me; never has anyone seen a corpse arise from the bier.' To her son, she implored: 'Speak to me, do not be afraid; are you truly my son? Do you know who I am? Can you recognize me as your mother? I see your likeness, yet doubt the miracle; your eyes, the shape of your face, your lips—they all testify. Speak, dear child! Show me the signs of life. My joy counters my frailty; I look at you and feel restrained; I carried you as a babe; I nourished you at my breast—tell me, my child, are you truly my son? Do not fear me!' When she gained complete assurance, her sorrow transformed into joy, her weeping became a proclamation of praise to God. Grasping her son with her right hand, she traversed the city, crying out with a loud voice, 'Magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt His name together' (Ps. 33:4), for He has raised my child from the dead, regenerated me, once again turning me into a mother, and has dried my tears. May His name be glorified forever; to Him goes the praise eternally. Amen.