Yr A ~ Lent 4 ~ John 9:1-41
So there I was just standing on my corner with my alms jar in front of me, such is the life of a blind man these days, when along came Jesus and his disciples. Of course I didn’t know who he was then, but I sure know him now! They were discussing my blindness, and how everyone knows that something like blindness happens because somebody somewhere did something really bad and I’m paying the price for it. At least that’s what I used to believe. Now I’m thinking that’s a lot of hooey. I wasn’t blind because of my parents or because of myself – it just was. But everybody seems to think it’s a punishment. Now I’m thinking maybe everybody is blind in their own way.
So Jesus chimed right in and said that it wasn’t anybody’s fault and that he was going to reveal something about God through this. I gotta admit, I was a little scared. They just came out of nowhere and suddenly I’m the centre of attention.
And then before I knew it (and without asking I’ll have you know!), Jesus spits on the ground, makes a little clay-like mud and slaps it on my eyes. Gross! Then he told me to go wash in the pool. I wasn’t sure what to think. I had no reason to trust him or to follow his instructions, but then again I was standing there with a load of mud on my face, so I did it.
Well, as you can see, I can see! read on