John 9:1 Now as Jesus passed by, He saw a man who was blind from birth.
2 And His disciples asked Him, saying, “Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?”
3 Jesus answered, “Neither this man nor his parents sinned, but that the works of God should be revealed in him. 4 I must work the works of Him who sent Me while it is day; the night is coming when no one can work. 5 As long as I am in the world, I am the light of the world.”
6 When He had said these things, He spat on the ground and made clay with the saliva; and He anointed the eyes of the blind man with the clay. 7 And He said to him, “Go, wash in the pool of Siloam” (which is translated, Sent). So he went and washed, and came back seeing.
8 Therefore the neighbors and those who previously had seen that he was blind said, “Is not this he who sat and begged?”
9 Some said, “This is he.” Others said, “He is like him.”
He said, “I am he.”
10 Therefore they said to him, “How were your eyes opened?”
11 He answered and said, “A Man called Jesus made clay and anointed my eyes and said to me, ‘Go to the pool of Siloam and wash.’ So I went and washed, and I received sight.”
12 Then they said to him, “Where is He?”
He said, “I do not know.” (John 9:1-12).
“While it is day.” Jesus passed by the way. He saw me in my darkness. All the people had their opinions, but He quieted their thoughts. “While it is day,” . . . He spat on the ground, and began to make clay.
Clay in the eyes?! Only pain is my thought! How can He be so mean? How could He allow such pain?
My story has noise and whining and doubt. My story of darkness has an attitude and pout.
But Jesus, Who knows the end from the beginning, His will be done. His heart and mind are higher than mine. He allows for clay in the eye that I might see and not be blind.
“Go to the pool, that is called Sent.”
Choices, choices . . . This just doesn’t make sense! But I have no choice. Great pain I am in. “O God, I’m a mess. There’s anger and stress!”
“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Begunning and the End. I am the First and the Last.” (1) I sit on the throne, I’ve paid your debt. ” I make all things new. Write these words, they are faithful and true.”(2)
But I still struggle. I don’t yield with grace. I fight and grown and turn away from His face. The notes in my song are flat and out of tune …
But He waits in His loving silence until I’m all through. Then somehow the light comes into my heart, and I have again in me breath and I have in me hope.
How are you so happy? Why write with exclamation points? Trust me, I don’t . But He’s making me new. Even right now , He’s as the morning dew.
Jesus loves me, sometimes I don’t know how. But He loves me and loves you, and while it is day, we best stop our fussing and choose to thank Him. Yes, I choose.
So I’ll sing this morning a song that is old. And let the Light shine in me, His amazing grace be told:
1 To God be the glory, great things he has done;
so loved he the world that he gave us his Son,
who yielded his life an atonement for sin,
and opened the lifegate that we may go in.
Refrain:
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord; let the earth hear his voice!
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord; let the people rejoice!
O come to the Father through Jesus the Son,
and give him the glory; great things he has done.
(1) Revelation 22:13.
(2) Revelation 31:5.