Can you hear me?

As Jesus approached Jericho, a blind man was sitting by the road begging. When he heard a crowd going by, he asked what was going on. They told him, “Jesus the Nazarene is passing by.” Luke 18:35-37

“To be a follower of the crucified means, sooner or later, a personal encounter with the cross. And the cross always entails loss.” –Elisabeth Elliott

Life can seem to be unfair depending on your outlook. Dallas Wiens, a painter in Fort Worth, went to work as usual.   As he worked on a painting job outside Ridglea Baptist Church the lift he was working on accidentally hit a power line. After waking up three months later from his medically induced coma, he discovered he no longer had a face. The accident destroyed his nose, lips, and facial muscles. Now blind with no feeling from his neck up, it would seem life wasn’t fair.

Dallas could have given up hope and purpose to live but he didn’t. He doesn’t call the experience an accident but rather a “gift from God.” He became the first full facial transplant in the United States. Speaking at a local school before the transplant, Dallas told the students “how God has given him strength, purpose, and hope and encouraged them to make a commitment to God in the middle of their own circumstances.”

“There’s a difference between living and surviving,” he said in an interview. When asked if he mourns his losses he replied, “I’ve never really thought about it. In life, in my mind, this is who I am today, and whoever I was then died when I hit that power line. I had a chance to become a better person, and I have.”

Jesus never had an uneventful day! Something would happen but more importantly, that something was always someone. As Jesus approached Jericho, a blind beggar asked about all the commotion he was hearing. The noise was overwhelming, the man could feel people rushing past him as he sat on the edge of the road. He kept shouting, what is happening? Finally, someone yelled back at him, Jesus! Jesus the Nazarene is coming into town.

The beggar had heard about this strange man, the one whom people were always talking about, the one that performed miracles. He was the one the religious leaders called a heretic. Could this Jesus be his one chance for healing?

He started shouting, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me.” “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me.” Be quiet, you are bothering us shouted the people around him. No way would he keep quiet if there was a chance he might be able to see. “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!”

He knew he had only one chance, only one chance. The odds were stacked against him but he had to take the risk. He couldn’t go to Jesus. He couldn’t see him. He was a nobody in the eyes of those around him. How could Jesus possibly see or hear him hidden by rows and rows of people all shouting? Pushed out of the way to make room for the crowd, he did the one thing he could do, cry out to Jesus.

How could Jesus hear him? Why would the King of Kings, the promised Messiah bother with a nobody? One voice crying out among thousands of other voices. Jesus, Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me. Do you hear me? He had lived his life with no one caring. Religious leaders who were anointed to care for people, couldn’t or wouldn’t help him. Government-appointed leaders didn’t help him, he was just another nobody among scores of nobodies. Why would Jesus hear him?

Amazing grace! How sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me.

I once was lost, but now am found,

Was blind, but now I see.

‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,

And grace my fears relieved.

Did his ears hear right? What are they saying to me? Get up!  Jesus heard your cry. He wants you to come to him. Get up! Jesus heard a nobody. Dirty from all the dust of the road, mocked by the crowd. People looked at him with pity. When was the last time he had a bath? His clothes were torn and tattered, he didn’t have time to change into something better, even if he had something.

Jesus had heard his cry for help. Now Jesus looked at him, not as a nobody but as a somebody. Jesus didn’t wince from his smell. Jesus didn’t judge him by his appearance. Jesus didn’t patronize him. Just looking at the man you would have thought he needed food, maybe some better clothes, and a place to live. Not, Jesus, he dignified the man by asking “what do you want me to do for you?”

The beggar could easily have voiced his complaint on how he had been mistreated in life, how his situation had been so unfair. Yet in this life of begging and blindness, he could have stayed bitter, forgotten hope, and stayed in his misery. To answer Jesus’ question, he would have to give up the only thing he had ever known, being an outcast and beggar.

“Lord, let me see again.” Are you sure that is all? You do know who you are talking to? Jesus, didn’t have to ask him, are you sure that is all you want? No, I only want to see again. Jesus looked at him and simply said, “Receive your sight; your faith has healed you. And immediately he regained his sight and followed Jesus.”

“The reason you are inside the gate for such a time as this—is to risk your life for those outside the gate.”—Ann Voskamp. This once blind, hopeless beggar now found himself inside the gate. Jesus not only gave him physical sight but he gave this nobody a new life as a somebody. “And immediately he regained his sight and followed Jesus, praising God.”  No longer did he have to sit in the dust but because of his faith Jesus did something amazing in his life then “all the people saw it, they too gave praise to God.”

I am thankful Jesus hears our cry in the distance. We know we have a Savior who listens and responds to our deepest needs. Jesus invites us to follow Him. We no longer live on the outskirts but are brought into Jesus’ life-changing love.

This week a good friend and encourager of my blog, Prayer Safari, died suddenly. Pray for the family of Julie Thomas who is now living in the final stanza of Amazing Grace: “When we’ve been there ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun, We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise, Than when we’ve first begun.”

God is great!