
Several years ago the sight in my left eye began to slowly fade. It was so gradual that I didn’t realize what was happening at first. Finally, while visiting a local urgent care facility for a severe headache, the doctor decided to test my vision as part of his evaluation process. I covered my left eye and read the lines of the eye chart with no problem. When I covered my right eye I could not even see the chart – I saw only gray! I was shocked, when did that happen?!? A visit to an eye specialist a few days later revealed scar tissue from an earlier injury covering the retina of my left eye. The specialist explained several options to me and asked what I wanted to do. I said, “I want to see!”
I experience similar blindness in my life. At times, I find my faith growing dim as wounds from friends and foes alike begin to undermine my trust. I lose my ability to see God using all situations in my life to grow me into a reflection of His mercy and grace. In the midst of my fog I sense His presence, and like the blind beggar Bartimaeus in the Bible, I shout to Jesus to have mercy on me. In His gentle way, Jesus draws near to me and asks what He can do for me. My only request, “I want to see.” I want to see through His eyes and take in the beauty of His creation, see the hopes and hurts of those around me, and clearly see the path He has prepared for me. I want to see.
When Bartimaeus heard that Jesus of Nazareth was nearby, he began to shout, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” “What do you want me to do for you?” Jesus asked. “My Rabbi,” the blind man said, “I want to see!”
Mark 10:47,51
