The Sight of a Blind Man

It was just another day in the life of Bartimaeus. He sat beside the road in the dust, the sun beating down on his head and back, hoping that a few kind-hearted people who passed by would give him enough money to buy food. That’s the way many blind people made a living in those days. They couldn’t see, so they couldn’t work; they begged for a living. The road to Jericho was well-traveled and perhaps that’s why Bartimaeus came to this spot, day after day.

As he sat there,  listening to the voices of those who walked along the hot, busy highway, he heard a change in the conversation. “He’s coming,” someone may have said. “Look at that crowd. I believe I can see Him.”

Growing ever nearer to Bartimaeus was the sound of a great many feet and the voices of a lot of people.

“Who? Who’s coming?” Bartimaeus asked. “What is that noise of people coming toward us?”

“It’s Jesus!” someone told him. “It’s Jesus of Nazareth! He’s walking this way.”

Bartimaeus had heard of Jesus. He knew that He made sick people well, even raised the dead to life. He believed that Jesus was a special person, a man touched by God. Did he know in his heart that Jesus was the son of God? Maybe Bartimaeus had dreamed of meeting Jesus, of going to the Lord and asking Him for his sight.

This blind man, sitting in the dust with others milling about, raised his voice and shouted, “Jesus, you son of David, have mercy on me!”

Can you imagine the response of those around Bartimaeus? “Hush! Will you be quiet? It’s Jesus, don’t you understand? He has no time for a poor person like you! Who do you think you are, anyway?”

Bartimaeus didn’t listen to them. As the noise of the crowd grew louder, he heard the tramp of many feet along the road. People jostled and pushed him, trying to get close to Jesus. Excitement filled the heart of Bartimaeus. Here was the Master, the Teacher from Nazareth! He was within touching distance! If he could only see Him.

So, Bartimaeus shouted loudly, “Son of David, have mercy on me!”

In all that crowd of people, with many following Him, Jesus heard that cry. He stopped and commanded that Bartimaeus be called.

Bartimaeus must not have heard Jesus because of the noise of the throng, but someone told him, “Be of good cheer. Rise. He is calling you.”

The blind beggar didn’t have to be told twice. He got up and threw off his outer garment that might have impeded his walking, and went to Jesus.

The Lord asked Bartimaeus, “What do you want Me to do for you?”

The burning desire of his heart was to be able to see. Maybe Bartimaeus had tears in his sightless eyes; perhaps his voice shook, as he cried, “Rabboni, that I might receive my sight.”

Then Jesus spoke those wonderful words that changed the life of Bartimaeus forever. “Go your way, your faith has made you whole.”

And, do you know what Bartimaeus did? He left his old begging spot beside the highway and followed this Man who had healed his blinded eyes! Not only could he see physically, he could see spiritually. Only the Son of God could do the impossible. Now he could see those around him, and he could see Jesus.  Why would Bartimaeus want to be anywhere else but near his Master, to hear and follow His teachings? And, why would we?

(Mark 10:46-52)