“And they came to Jericho; and as he was leaving Jericho with his disciples and a great multitude, Bartimaeus, a blind beggar, the son of Timaeus, was sitting by the roadside. And when he heard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to cry out and say, ‘Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!’ And many rebuked him, telling him to be silent; but he cried out all the more, ‘Son of David, have mercy on me!’ And Jesus stopped and said, ‘Call him.’ And they called the blind man, saying to him, ‘Take heart; rise, he is calling you.’ And throwing off his mantle he sprang up and came to Jesus. And Jesus said to him, ‘What do you want me to do for you?’ And the blind man said to him, ‘Rabbi (Ραββουνι), let me receive my sight.’ And Jesus said to him, ‘Go; your faith has made you well / saved you (σέσωκέν σε).’ And immediately he received his sight and followed him on the way (ἐν τῇ ὁδῷ).” (Mk 10: 46-52)
So his “faith” made Bartimaeus well, or “saved” him, which in his case meant receiving his sight and following Christ “on the way.” And thus, I am thinking, is how I am also “saved” or “made well,” by receiving my “sight” through faith. Because I need truly to “see” to be “well”; because perspective is everything.Today, if my vision is dimmed once again, and I find myself “sitting by the roadside” like Bartimaeus, an outsider to the close circle surrounding Christ, let me begin to cry out to Him. If only I persist in my cries, He will call me, once again, and empower me to “go”; to go the way of my “calling” or vocation.
Today I am ready to be called, once again, by crying out to Him, despite the merely-human nay-sayers in my vicinity, who might tell me I am ill-suited for Christ’s call, as a blind beggar on the sidelines of His “in” crowd. Christ restores my vision and purpose, again and again, whenever I call out to Him in my blindness, so that I can move forward and see the next right thing to do “on the way,” the Way of the Cross. I walk through things and “see” my responsibilities today, according to the Way of the Cross, in the grace-filled light of gratitude and humility, rather than deny or avoid them. “Lord, Jesus Christ, Son of God,” I cry out throughout my schedule today, “have mercy on me, the sinner!”