Once More: The Quest for Another Touch
I was attracted to the article: MIRACLE SURGERY LETS THE BLIND SEE. It explained how British doctors pioneered a surgery to restore eyesight to two blind patients. As I read further, it was touching to read how these blind men, who could not see for years, now see. Reading further it said, “The patients are able to see shapes of light and dark in front of them, and also spots of light.” Granted, this is basic, but when you’ve lived in darkness for years it remains a tremendous breakthrough. To see clearly, however, these men will need another medical miracle. Hopefully, they’ll live long enough to experience the next scientific advance, or better, God's intervention.
When you’ve lived in darkness all your life, even a little light is a lot when compared to total blackness. But it doesn’t take long to realize you can’t live to the fullest if people still look fuzzy. “Shapes of light and dark” make a total blind man ecstatic, but if he tries to maneuver through life even in his improved condition, he’ll find that he needs to see more clearly.
The scripture above records how a blind man was brought to Jesus because he needed sight. After Jesus touched him, like the men who benefited from medical science, for the first time he saw “shapes of light and dark,” people who looked “like trees walking around.” He didn’t complain. After all, partial sight is better than blindness, and some light beats total darkness. But Jesus wanted more for him. He desired that he see clearly.
“Once more.” The Lord didn’t mind doing it again. I can’t imagine there being a problem with the miracle Transmitter, so it must have been with the receiver. But Jesus didn’t cross examine the blind guy, and neither did He scold him for a lack of faith. Jesus just “once more” put His hands on the man’s eyes. The second touch did the job. More light. Complete clarity. “His sight was restored.”
Once more. I love those words. If you’re not “there yet”, Jesus will touch you once more until you see as you should. He doesn’t reprimand you for not getting it the first time, nor will he rebuke you for not receiving fully the first-time-around. He just willingly touches you again until everything comes into focus.
After the second touch the blind man saw clearly and this time, people looked like people, and trees looked like trees. Darkness gave way to sunlight and blue sky, green grass and brown hillsides. Colors abounded! Then, the man who went from darkness to vagueness looks clearly into eyes filled with pools of compassion, the One who didn’t mind touching him one more time. Now, he not only sees people, he sees Jesus clearly.
I see an ear-to-ear grin spread across Jesus’ face as He asks, “How’s that?” Like the sickly woman who pressed through the crowd and touched the hem of His garment, Jesus knows, the miracle was fully received. He felt it, this time. Now, the blind man will no longer be known as “the blind man.” Restored in stages, but fully restored, nonetheless.
You know what? I’m the blind guy. Do I have more light than I did prior to receiving Jesus? Sure, I do. Am I able to discern and perceive spiritual things I couldn’t before being brought to Him? Absolutely! Am I grateful for what God has done in me? No complaints here. But I must confess to you today, I need more. I desire to see people for who they are. But most of all, I want to see Jesus more clearly.
After reading this scripture, I feel as though I can ask with confidence. There are no doubts, now. I’m on solid “Bible grounds” to put in my request.
“Lord, put your hands on me so I can see people as they are, and You as You are. You’ve done it before and I’m grateful. But I need You to do it, once more.”
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