2 Dec 2016
It seems that the two blind men were better off blind. I mean, when they were blind and couldn’t see, they “followed” Jesus and “approached” him. They were blind, and yet they were faithful to Jesus and followed him wherever he went—which is pretty a neat trick, considering they were blind: How did they know where Jesus was to follow him? How could they see him to follow him around? Maybe faith is blind.
Regardless, when Jesus healed them and opened their eyes, that’s when they stopped following him. That’s when they stopped listening to him, and went off to do their own thing—even against what Jesus had said. It seems that they were better off blind, because that’s when they stayed near Jesus.
In this season of Advent, when we’re praying for Christ to be our Light, to help us see as he sees, this story of the blind men serves maybe as a caution. Christ wants us to see, he wants us to know what’s good and bad; he wants to show us the way through life. And he’s happy to open our eyes to see where he’s leading us. But, at the same time, he alone is the Light.
Even when Jesus open our minds, and gives us the consolation of his Spirit; even when life is going great and we’re living as faithful disciples, we’re still somewhat in the dark. And that’s because he alone is the Light. We cannot match him in wisdom and knowledge, love and mercy. He’s always going to be brighter than us.
And we’re always going to be somewhat blind as we feel our way through life. And that’s okay, because it makes us rely on the Light of Christ, and not on our own ability to “see.” Thanks be to God for the Light of Christ. And thanks be to God for the darkness, for faith, for humility, for curiosity which makes us follow the Light . . . wherever he goes.