Today I'm participating again in the Five Minute Friday blog linkup. This week's word is ENOUGH.
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[Jesus
and his disciples] came to Bethsaida,
and some people brought a blind man
and
begged Jesus to touch him.
He took
the blind man by the hand
and led him outside the village.
When he had spit on
the man’s eyes
and put his hands on him,
Jesus asked, “Do you see anything?”
He looked
up and said, “I see people;
they look like trees walking around.”
Once more Jesus put his hands on the man’s eyes.
Then his eyes were
opened,
his sight was restored, and he saw everything clearly.
(Mark 8:22-25)
I love reading the stories in the Gospels about how Jesus met people,
interacted with them, blessed them, healed or taught them. I was reading this
passage from Mark just the other day.
When I don’t wear my glasses, people DO sort of look like trees walking around
-- very blurry trees -- so I can imagine how the blind man felt when Jesus
applied spit to his eyes and asked if he could see anything.
As I pondered the passage, I imagined what it would have been like if, instead
of telling Jesus that people looked like trees, the man had said, “Wow! This is
amazing, Jesus, thanks! It’s so much better than what I had before. No, really,
this
is good enough! Blurry is better than blind. I’m satisfied.”
This man might have thought, after Jesus touched his eyes, that this was
the best he was going to get. He could have reasoned, “This isn’t really what I
hoped for, but it is a major
improvement. I don't want to seem ungrateful. Jesus is doing his best here, and he’s
a busy man. Maybe I should just pretend it’s good enough.”
I’m glad he didn’t pretend, but was honest with Jesus. When he told the
truth, Jesus touched his eyes again and he could see with perfect clarity.
I wonder if Jesus did this two-stage healing on purpose: to give the man
a chance to play a role in his own healing. The man had needed others to
bring him to Jesus, but here he had a chance to own his need and say honestly, “This
is good – but it’s not enough.”
Are there times that I settle for second best because I’m
afraid to say it’s not enough? Maybe Jesus can do more of a work in me if I’m
truly honest, like the blind man was.
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