There once was a man named Erik Weisz and not many things could tie him down, a novel character, which made his life work of magic, the honest kind where the illusion feels to the audience like the supernatural. Fascinating stuff like water chambers, straight jackets, nailed up crates and coffins buried alive, we’re no problem; everything could be mastered and the grand escape applauded. He was quit the artist, showman, an original performer of skill, illusion and art. Wouldn’t we all like to have the mastery of escaping the ties that bind; and, the vision to see beyond the illusion that clouds us from the real truth? It may be one thing to hold your breath for 3 minutes as you escape some torture cell and emerge to an all to enthusiastic crowd, quit another, to rise from the dead! Before Harry Houdini died, he left his wife a code word, “Rosabelle Believe”, and told her, if he could communicate after his death, he would say these words. For ten years she made many attempts through mediums and spirits and all failed, finally admitting, “Ten years is long enough to wait for any man”. The art and skill of true workmanship may sometimes, at its very best, appear to be something magical and mystical; but, there is no illusion to life and death, both are very real and there is only One who has authority over both.
When he had said this, Jesus called in a loud voice, “Lazarus, come out!” The dead man came out, his hands and feet wrapped with strips of linen, and a cloth around his face. Jesus said to them, “Unbind him and let him go.”
How loud and how bold was that voice? I’ve heard men bark and utter commands before but what did these words sound like on that day? There will be no illusion, no magic, no need to hold your breath, just a single word, as William Wallace uttered in his final moment, “Freedom!” When He says, “Unbind him and let him go!” Ain’t it so!