Please read John 9 before continuing on.
I can’t imagine what it is like to spend a major part of your life in total darkness. To know all around you there is a world so beautiful that you cannot see because you are trapped by your blindness. Add the pain, the grief, maybe the resentment and the regrets. But then again, it is all you know. Until one day—one encounter changes everything.
He was born blind and he came home seeing. This man who had spent years in darkness suddenly saw light. And what a brilliant light I imagine it to be, one that means so much more because he had the darkness to compare it to.
The disciples couldn’t see it yet. They thought this man’s blindness was his own fault or that of his parents. Jesus said it had absolutely nothing to do with him or his parents. He was simply born blind. It was a part of his story, the part he could not escape from.
I imagine that the fact that his blindness had nothing to do with anything he or his parents had done was not much of a consolation. He was still blind. Blind and just trying to live with the set of circumstances that he had been given.
And this can be our reality, isn’t it? We say it’s a harsh reality. Sometimes we are faced with circumstances or an entire life that just seems so far beyond our control and we are just trying to deal with the hands that we have been dealt. We get used to the darkness and learn to function in it, and even function well.
Our finite selves are stuck in a fallen world and sometimes we just can’t do anything about it—we can’t change the things that have happened to us and the pain that comes with it. Sometimes life is hard. So we consent to the darkness and go through life blindly just dealing with it, coping, moving forward but struggling. In our utter powerlessness, we begin to wonder if maybe just a little bit it is our own fault and begin to condemn ourselves for not being able to do things differently.
This blind man—he didn’t make himself blind. But what seemed like a tragic circumstance, and blindness ’til death do us part, he would have never thought he would be free from it and see light in his lifetime.
Jesus looks at this man’s affliction and He sees purpose, glory and redemption just waiting to spring up at just the right time. Then, Jesus removes the darkness in what I consider to be a gross strategy. Jesus spit on the ground, made mud with saliva – like He was molding some clay – and put it on the man’s eyes.
Jesus’ glory was displayed. And the man who was blind can now see.
Jesus is the light. And the man testifies of it.
You see, Jesus didn’t erase the years of this blind man’s suffering, but He made something miraculous happen out of his circumstances. Out of utter darkness, He brought life.
And He does the same with us.
It used to frustrate me that we never got to know this man’s name. Two thousand years later and all we have ever referred to him is “the blind man,” identifying him in his circumstances. But perhaps, it was never meant for us to know his name, because it is meant for us to know the Name of the One who gave him light.
The spotlight is on Jesus, the Christ, the Light of the world!
This blind man is “every man”. We have our own stories of darkness. Stories of pain and suffering. Circumstances that we can not explain why it happened and why to us. Aren’t these the two common questions – why Lord, and why me?
Sometimes life is just hard. Things happen to us that are just so far beyond our control and there is nothing we can do to change them. We try to figure out why, we try to assign the blame, even if it is to our own selves, but no matter what we do, it’s just it.
Sometimes people are just born blind and that’s the way it is. Until the moment Jesus comes along and sees us. Then, in the middle of people talking about us and our condition, the Light of the world spits, stoops down to the ground to form mud (sounds like what happened in Genesis,too), puts it on our eyes, and we see.
We see light. And we see Him.
And in the midst of our miracle, people around us may doubt, express chagrin instead of sharing our joy, even accuse us and throw us out, and yet we exclaim – “One thing I do know. I was blind but now I see!”
We can see the goodness and brilliance of it all because we had first known the darkness. Although Jesus never took the suffering and pain away from the times he lived in darkness, the man still rejoiced. Sometimes the only way to see the light is by knowing the darkness first.
Our darkness cannot define us when we allow Jesus into our darkness.
When we allow Jesus into our darkness, He sheds His light into the dark places of our soul. Where we used to be blind because of pain, suffering, and wounding, we can now see.
Then, it’s our turn to be the light of the world. “You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden.” Remember, the only way for our light to shine bright is when we step into darkness.
- What places in your soul (mind, emotions, and will) have you not allowed Jesus to come in yet? What makes you stay in the darkness there?
- How can you be the light to the people near you who live in darkness, or remain blind? What’s your next right step to become a light to them?
Further Readings –
Dear friend, if you’re too afraid to let light in to the dark places in your soul, please reach out to a counselor or therapist you know, or ask your friends to refer one to you. The counselor will not judge you, they will journey with you to your healing.
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Until then, may we all exclaim – I was blind but now I see. All glory to my King!