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Sunday Devotional: ‘Master, I want to see’

Mark 10:46-52

As Jesus was leaving Jericho with his disciples and a sizable crowd,
Bartimaeus, a blind man, the son of Timaeus,
sat by the roadside begging.
On hearing that it was Jesus of Nazareth,
he began to cry out and say,
“Jesus, son of David, have pity on me.”
And many rebuked him, telling him to be silent.
But he kept calling out all the more,
“Son of David, have pity on me.”
Jesus stopped and said, “Call him.”
So they called the blind man, saying to him,
“Take courage; get up, Jesus is calling you.”
He threw aside his cloak, sprang up, and came to Jesus.
Jesus said to him in reply, “What do you want me to do for you?”
The blind man replied to him, “Master, I want to see.”
Jesus told him, “Go your way; your faith has saved you.”
Immediately he received his sight
and followed him on the way.

The blind man said to our Lord: “Master, I want to see.”

What about the spiritually blind?

Ezekiel 12:2

[Y]ou are living among a rebellious people.
They have eyes to see but do not see
and ears to hear but do not hear,
for they are a rebellious people.

And when a people are rebellious, with eyes that do not see and ears that do not hear, the result is the upside down world we live in where evil is called good, and good is called evil (Isaiah 5:20) because the god of this world has blinded the minds of the unbelievers” (2 Corinthians 4:4).

We were amply warned by prophets and saints for the times in which we find ourselves. Humans are experts at lying. Every day and in every way, we find yet another case of monumental deception. See:

So how do we acquire the eyes that see — the spiritual sight that penetrates the dark webs of deception that surround us?

How does one go from “I was blind and now I see“? (John 9:25)

The answer is Christ.

Always.

May the light of Jesus Christ our Lord be with you!

~Eowyn

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Homeless Man's Funeral

As a bagpiper, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral
director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man.
He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper’s
cemetery in the Kentucky back country.
As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost and, being
typical man, I didn’t stop for directions.
I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently
gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight.
There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.
I felt bad and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the
side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in
place. I didn’t know what else to do, so I started to play.
The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I
played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends.
I played like I’ve never played before for this homeless man.
And as I played ‘Amazing Grace,’ the workers began to weep. They wept,
I wept, we all wept together.
When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car.
Though my head hung low, my heart was full. As I opened the door to my
car, I heard one of the workers say, “I never seen nothin’ like that
before and I’ve been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.”
Apparently I’m still lost….
Typical male…won’t ask for directions!
~Steve~                            H/T Richard

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