IV Lent 2020
Through the gates to the city in a robe of spotless white,
He will lead me where no tears will ever fall;
In the glad song of ages I shall mingle with delight;
But I long to meet my Savior first of all.
These words were penned by a blind woman: Fanny Crosby. Born blind she still wrote hundreds of poems, hymns and songs. Blind with great sight. We are all blind in some way or another. Samuel was blind to the ways of God even though he was both of great age and an honored prophet. The Pharisees were blind to the healing given to a truly blind person, blind to the purposes of God even though they were respected leaders and teachers in Temple. God speaks to us today as was spoken to Samuel:
do not look on the outward appearance of anyone. Look at their heart and how their life is lived. Such is the boy David. Ruddy and handsome. A good looking lad but the best look was what was in his heart. Not always the best in his future decisions but beloved by God above all rulers. Then this blind man. Not worth much by any standards but to Jesus he was worth more than any monetary offering. Someone who would show the works of God, someone who had no pretense, someone who would go where sent, which is what Siloam means. Jesus is the one sending yet Jesus is also the one sent. Sent to apply clay and spittle to eyes, sent to apply sight to blind hearts.
We’re living in a tough time right now. Most of us are living blindly not knowing what will happen next. Yet Jesus is there to treat our blindness as he gave sight to this man. Not putting our trust in those who may be untrustworthy, or in the case of Samuel, those who look the part. Being like the man now seeing: Lord, I believe.
Simple, yet so profound. To believe in John’s Gospel is to give one’s heart to something, someone. God looks on the heart… the inner person with both sight and understanding. Where the Spirit dwells. During this time of deep uncertainty
during this time when we are not able to be together, during this time of fear
it is exactly during this time we need sight. Not with our eyes but with our heart.
During the years when the early Christians were forced to worship underground
in catacombs, in darkness, this gospel was etched on the wall of many. In the recesses of these tombs these believers in Jesus could still see. They claimed
as can we that the waters of baptism, the waters of Siloam, had washed away their blindness offering sight no darkness could overcome. As is stated at the beginning of this Gospel ‘The true light, which enlightens everyone, was coming into the world.’
Jesus as the Light of the world not only gives sight to the blind but to all of us longing to truly see. Amen.