We discussed the restoration of Lazarus to life this morning, and specifically the oft-mentioned verse "Jesus wept." Why would he weep? He knows that he is going to raise him. Everything will be good again. At first glance it makes no sense. Lewis offers that it is because Death is still the ultimate indignity. We skip too quickly over that part when we contemplate our own resurrection. It wasn't supposed to be this way. Jesus was there for the creation of life and the creation of man, and he knew better than any other what was lost. That is in fact why his rising again is important. Without it, the good creation, Life, goes under the waves and is lost forever. Everything was for naught. Joy would have meaning only for a moment, and suffering would have no meaning at all.
I have always thought that the fatalist "death is part of life" is a twisting of the meaning. Death is not part of life; the new life transcends death, it does not negate it.
Jesus does not evade this, he leans into it. People are always dying, always being born blind, always going hungry. When he says "the poor you will have with you always" he emphasises this. This world and perhaps the whole of creation is fallen and that will never be fixed, only transcended, especially on the last day.
This is why looking to fixes in this world is dangerous. The fantasy is that if we just allowed the market to work freely, or just taxed the 1% more, or created more technical marvels then things would be fixed. Even if we scale that back to "well, I mean pretty much fixed" the temptation is unchanged. It is the desire to get away from the shared pain, to have done with it all and be able to go outside and play.
Any of our endeavors might help, and we should put great effort into that because of the life that we share with all the others. But the temptation to want things to be fixed eventually descends into horror and cruelty, because we will excuse great cruelties and injustice in order to achieve this unachievable goal. I don't know how many tip-offs there are of this, so that we might recognise in ourselves that this demon has inhabited us. But one is certainly when we believe that it is someone else who must fix it, that we have no part in the work at all.
I had a patient years ago who was so delusional that he was unemployable. He collected a disability check, but felt he still should always do what he could for others. He got up every morning and swept the sidewalk on his block. It was the landlords' job, and the city's job, and the shopkeepers' job, but it was something he could do, so he did it. In the winter he would shovel it before sweeping it. When he got old and could not shovel so much he felt bad about it. He also thought because he had food he should always give some away. When manipulators and thieves would take advantage he hit upon a new scheme. He made a little extra each meal and would bring that little down to street level and look for someone to give it to. I only knew bob a short while forty years ago but his example has stuck with me. He had found a way to not only give back, but to be part of.
We are called to be forever part of helping. Solving is a skill that can greatly aid helping, but solving is also a great temptation that leads to despair, and anger, and blaming others. The bastards. Everything would be solved if it wasn't for them.