The feeling of sorrow and compassion caused by the suffering or misfortune of others is called pity.

A few nights ago I read this story about Christ… and a few nights later here I am after reading it about 1000 more times. What kept drawing me back? Realizing how pitiful I was.

The story goes like this: One day, Jesus and his disciples were leaving a city, followed by a really big crowd. Two blind men were sitting on the side of the road and when they heard that Jesus was coming they shouted “Sir, King David’s Son, have Mercy on us!”

The crowd (those who were following Jesus) told the men to be quiet.

 If we are only following Him in our outward actions, then our hearts will be just as hard as the people in that crowd, who told two blind men to shut up.

“but the two blind men yelled even louder.”

Their boldness doesn’t go unnoticed. (It never does with Christ)

The verse says “When Jesus came to the place where they were, he stopped in the road and called, ‘What do you want me to do for you?'”

This is the I- couldn’t- have- explained- it- better- myself part describing what Christ is like.

The verse says “Jesus came to the place where they were.”

Christ doesn’t ask us to strap on hiking boots, load up a ridiculously heavy backpack and make some relentless trek up the Ural Mountains.

He comes to us, to meet us where we are in our lives–whether that be in a lush green vineyard with rows of fresh grapes, or in a darkened valley plighted by thorns.

The story isn’t over yet.

“Sir,” the men said, “we want to see!”

I imagine these men looking up toward the sky with pupils enlarged by the hope they have in the healer in front of them, and saying with marvel and awe and desperation, “we want to see!”

I believe God pre-determined the blindness of these men before they were born, saying to himself “One day, their blindness will open the eyes of many.”

Next, Matthew says Jesus was moved with pity for them and touched their eyes.

Instantly, they could see and followed him.

This part brings with it a flood of thoughts.

Christ came to save our souls. Yes, he also heals the sick and performs miracles, etc. But, He’s far more interested in our souls than our bodies.

So if a physical need of two men moved him that much, then how much more is he moved with pity for those of us whose souls are blind?

If we will call out to Him and not just call but yell so loud that we can be heard over the crowds of people telling us to shut up, then He will meet us.

He blesses boldness. When He hears one of his children calling out for Him, just as any good father would, He quickens His stride and enters the room with a “What do you want me to do for you my love?”

And in all his compassion, He will remove the blindfold that we have placed over our souls, and cause us to see.

*Story from Matthew 20:29-34

One Comment Add yours

  1. Mom says:

    Alexis, that was a beautiful illustration of our conditions. Maybe we are born blind but, we don’t have to stay that way! Wow.

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