“Shut up! Will you shut up?!”
It didn’t make a button of difference.
In fact, it only made matters worse. He went on and on.
There was a great crowd and the shouter couldn’t see the one he wanted to see.
But he knew He was there somewhere.
He couldn’t see Him but it wasn’t because of the crowd.
He knew He was there somewhere because he had heard He was passing by; that’s when he began to shout .
He couldn’t have known it but this was the last time David’s Son would pass this way.
This was Timaeus’ boy. Poor thing. But blind or not he believed the stories he’d heard about Him and that’s why the crowd couldn’t shut him up and why he was calling Jesus the Messiah (David’s Son).
Was Jesus impressed by the ceaseless calling and His being recognized for who He was when so many didn’t? Was there a note of desperation in the tone? Who knows! What we do know is that Jesus stopped and asked that someone bring him to Him.
“What do you want me to do for you?” He asked him.
“Lord, I want to see,” he said as he looked out of sightless eyes the way we’ve seen blind people do. Maybe his eyes were closed. (Try it! Look in the way such dear people do as if they were trying to do what they know they can’t do. Did you try it?)
“Lord, I want to see,” he said.
“What if I gave you a white cane that you could use to pick your way past obstacles?”
“Ah no. I don’t want a walking cane. I want to see, please.”
“How about a dog? A sweet-natured seeing-eye dog that would guide you through difficult places and around crowds?”
“No thank you, my Lord. I don’t want a seeing-eye dog—I want to see!”
“Maybe a good job, well-suited to your affliction; a job that would give you some dignity, some self-respect.”
“Ah, no my Lord; I don’t want a cane! I don’t want a dog! I don’t want a job and self-respect!—I want to seeeeeeeeee!
Smiling, happy Lord Jesus, “Receive your sight! Your faith has made you whole.” (Mark 10:52, Greek. “Your faith has saved you.”)
Gracious, powerful, compassionate adequate, searching Lord Jesus! He walks through all the Jerichos and El Pasos of the world asking, “What would you like Me to do for you?”