As Jesus approached Jericho,
A blind beggar was sitting beside the road.
When he heard the noise of a crowd going past,
He asked what was happening.
They told him that Jesus the Nazarene was going by.
So he began shouting,
“Jesus, Son of David,
Have mercy on me!”
“Be quiet!”
The people in front yelled at him.
But he only shouted louder,
“Son of David, have mercy on me!”
When Jesus heard him,
He Stopped
And ordered that the man be brought to him.
As the man came near, Jesus asked him,
“What do you want me to do for you?”
“Lord,” he said, “I want to see!”
And Jesus said,
“All right, receive your sight!
Your faith has healed you.”
Instantly the man could see,
And he followed Jesus, praising God.
And all who saw it praised God, too.
~Luke 18:35-43
I love the part where the blind man,
Didn’t give up…
But instead he cried louder…
“Son Of David, Have Mercy On Me!”
“Be Quiet!”,
Hissed the people,
But the blind man cried even louder..
And Jesus stopped.
God Stopped.
“Bring him to Me…”
And He healed the blind man.
OH, how that speaks to me.
OH, how I desire for God to say about me,
“Bring her to Me…”
To know,
To absolutely know
That God Himself wants to draw me to Him.
OH to be held with my head close to His Heart….
OH to know that my voice is heard,
And not drowned out by the crowd,
That mock me,
And tell me to HUSH!
You see,
God saw the sparrow
That just fell in the woods…
How much more does
He see you,
And hear you…
Keep crying out!
Louder if you have to,
Until God stops,
And says,
“Bring her to me…”