I Once Was Blind

By Sandy Kirby Quandt

There is a story told in the Bible in the book of John Chapter 9 about the healing of a blind man by Jesus. The man had been blind since birth and at that time in history, people falsely believed sin had caused the blindness.

For the sake of my illustration, I’m going to call the man Simon.

Jesus spat on the ground, made mud with the spittle, placed it on Simon’s eyes, and told him to go wash his eyes in the Pool of Siloam.

So Simon went, washed, and came back seeing.

Simple as that.

When Simon’s neighbors and those who knew him as a beggar saw he was no longer blind, they questioned if it was indeed Simon, or someone who just looked like him.

“This can’t be Simon. He’s blind. Always has been. Always will be.”

“It is me! I can see!” Simon probably shouted.

“How’d you get your sight?”

Simon told them all about what Jesus had done.

The custom of the day was to present yourself before the religious leaders when healed. So Simon’s neighbors took him before the Pharisees.

“How’d you get your sight?” they asked.

Simon told his story again.  “He put mud on my eyes, I washed, and now I see.”

Because Jesus healed Simon on the Sabbath the Pharisees were livid. They weren’t excited and happy for the miraculous healing. Nope. They were upset because it occurred on a day they said healing could not take place.

Are there ever times when we question whether someone we’ve know for a long time could possibly change for the better, the way Simon’s friends questioned that he wasn’t the blind beggar they’d always known?

Do we want to define them as who they were? Not who they have become once in contact with Jesus? Do we only remember them for the times they failed, constantly reminding them of their failures, and refuse to believe they could succeed? Are we unwilling to accept they have changed?

Jesus redeemed Simon from a life of blindness. Not only did Jesus restore Simon’s physical sight, but upon Simon’s confession of Jesus as the Messiah, he received spiritual sight, as well.

Jesus came into this world to pay the price to redeem each of us from our sins … from our spiritual blindness. When we follow Jesus as our LORD and Savior, he gives us spiritual sight. As a result, we become new creations in him.

Jesus told the man who was born blind to go wash, and he did. His healing came after he was obedient. Same with us. Our healing also comes after obedience.

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“Yes, Lord,” the man said, “I believe!” And he worshiped Jesus.

Then Jesus told him, “I have come into the world to give sight to those who are spiritually blind and to show those who think they see that they are blind.”

The Pharisees who were standing there asked, “Are you saying we are blind?”

 “If you were blind, you wouldn’t be guilty,” Jesus replied. “But your guilt remains because you claim to know what you are doing.  John 9:38-41 (TLB)

I wish you well.


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Red As Crimson

My favorite blouse. I couldn’t believe it. Red stains from where it touched the red blouse that hung next to it, as both dried after being hand-washed. Nasty red blouse. (Now, while red is the favorite color of several close relatives…sorry, but it is not mine. So having my blue soiled by red, did not please me.)

I scrubbed, and scrubbed, and scrubbed. I tried various stain removal products. Nothing helped. The stains would not budge.

While I worked on this dilemma, it dawned on me. Isn’t that the way it is with the sin in our lives? We don’t have to be wrapped in it, smeared by it, or even dunked into it, to have it stain us. It can be a casual thing. A momentary lapse of reasoning and good sense. It can be subtle. A brief encounter. Nonetheless, the stain is there. We’re soiled.

No amount of washing, scrubbing, or product can remove it from us. Nope. The stain is permanently inked on our heart.

The front of my blouse looks okay, no stain there, but I don’t want to be confined to wearing my blouse under a sweater, or make sure I never let anyone see my back.

Sorta’ like when we try to hide our sins under wraps, or make sure no one can see them. I think there’s a word for that…facade?

I’ve yet to decide what to do about my blouse. Try to bleach it white, then dye it blue, again? Dye it a darker shade? I should probably decide soon, and make the changes, before the blouse no longer fits. 😉

But, fortunately, we don’t need to wonder how to remove the stain of our sin. Because God has told us he will remove all our sins, through Jesus Christ’s sacrifice on the cross of Calvary, when we give our lives to him. Because of Jesus’ blood, our sins will be made whiter than snow, and remembered no more. Praise, God!

Like me, do you have some stains that need removed? Tell Jesus. Nothing but his blood will do the job.

What are your thoughts on the subject?

Come, let’s talk this over, says the Lord; no matter how deep the stain of your sins, I can take it out and make you as clean as freshly fallen snow. Even if you are stained as red as crimson, I can make you white as wool! Isaiah 1:18 (TLB)

I wish you well.


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