Now there was a certain man, Lazarus from Bethany – the village of Mary and Martha  his sisters, who was ill. (It was Mary who anointed the Lord and wiped his feet with her hair; Lazarus, her brother, was ill.)

So the sisters sent to him saying ‘Lord, look –  the one you love is sick.’

But when Jesus heard this he said ‘This sickness will not lead  to death, but is to reveal the glory of God, so that the Son of God may be glorified through it.’

Although Jesus really loved Martha, her sister and Lazarus, having heard that he was sick, he stayed in the place where he was for two days.

O Love, O God who created me, in your love recreate me.
O Love, who redeemed me,
fill up in me whatever part of your love
has fallen into neglect within me.
O Love, O God, who first loved me,
grant that with my whole heart,
and with my whole soul,
and with my whole strength,
I may love you.

Gertrude the Great