“They came to Jericho. As he and his disciples and a large crowd were leaving Jericho, Bartimaeus son of Timaeus, a blind beggar, was sitting by the roadside. When he heard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to shout out and say, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” Many sternly ordered him to be quiet, but he cried out even more loudly, “Son of David, have mercy on me!” Jesus stood still and said, “Call him here.” And they called the blind man, saying to him, “Take heart; get up, he is calling you.” So throwing off his cloak, he sprang up and came to Jesus. Then Jesus said to him, “What do you want me to do for you?” The blind man said to him, “My teacher, let me see again.” Jesus said to him, “Go; your faith has made you well.” Immediately he regained his sight and followed him on the way. (Mark 10:46-52)
As simple as that – one minute he was blind, and the next minute he could see. And all it took was a little bit of faith. Or, was it just a little bit? There was nothing remarkable in what Bartimaeus called Jesus – I checked the Greek words. But there was something in the way he asked, some expectation that “of course” Jesus, the Son of David could do this. What faith did Jesus see in this blind man? If you read closely you will see that the wanted to see again, that this affliction came on him and was not with him since birth. So one could assume that not only was the blindness healed but also whatever caused the blindness.
We can talk about the faith it takes to take up Jesus’ call, or that faith to live a certain way. These are, however, things within our abilities. What kind of faith does it take to call upon Jesus for healing and to have it granted? I am not sure I have an answer to that question. It is one of the many questions that I will have to wait to have answered in the life to come.
In the meantime, let us exercise and use all the faith we can to follow Jesus daily. Selah!