I don't know about you, but I am truly blessed by the displays of the Lord's emotions in the Gospels. To know he was tired, hungry, and thirsty is reassuring, but then those are bodily needs. To know that he grew angry, was frustrated, felt sorrow, and even was indignant gives me great comfort. I know I don't always use those emotions righteously, but it is nice to know that he had them. In this case, I love the power of the moment where Jesus is indignant with the power of death and sorrowful at the grief involved in Lazarus' death. That's where I am a lot at funerals: mad at the devil and his awful tool (death), and broken-hearted for those who have lost their loved one. Jesus loves us. Jesus hates death. Thank God he defeated death and will one day set it aside forever!