By Becky Hill Martin
John 9 is the story of how Jesus healed a blind man with saliva and mud. He sent him to the river to wash off and regain his sight – BEFORE the man got a chance to see who the miracle worker was. I love the irony in this chapter – the man who’d been blind his whole life didn’t need to see Christ to worship him. And the ultra-religious PhariSEEs didn’t really SEE Jesus even though they saw all His miracles.
They were diehard know-it-alls. They “knew” what the Messiah was supposed to look like and be like. They “knew” the truth of the Old Testament, the books of the Law and the Prophets. The pride and faith in their own knowledge was their downfall. Jesus shattered all they thought they knew.
Then Jesus told him, “I entered this world to render judgment—to give sight to the blind and to show those who think they see that they are blind.”
Jesus is the divide between those who humble themselves and believe and those who refuse to see Jesus because He doesn’t fit into their definition.
Please give me eyes to see You in unexpected ways. Never let me refuse to see You because You don’t fit into a certain definition.