“Every eye in the synagogue was on Jesus. He unrolled the scroll and read aloud the place where it was written:
‘The Spirit of the Lord is upon me,
because the Lord has anointed me.
He has sent me to preach good news to the poor,
to proclaim release to the prisoners
and recovery of sight to the blind,
to liberate the oppressed,
and to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.’
He rolled up the scroll, gave it back to the assistant, and sat down. Every eye in the synagogue was fixed on him. He began to explain to them, ‘Today, this scripture has been fulfilled just as you heard it.’” -Luke 4:17-21
I’ve been a severely nearsighted person since I was a child. My husband says a big surprises of our early days of marriage was realizing that I truly cannot see without contacts. I’ve always appreciated my sight maybe more than others for that reason.
So the stories of Jesus healing the blind intrigue me. Because in some ways, me seeing every day is a miracle to me. But I also know that most blind people are never given sight. So what is this promise that Jesus says he will open the eyes of the blind?
We pray that every blind person be freed from blindness. But I don’t think that is all or even most of what Jesus brings us when he says he is sent to proclaim “recovery of sight to the blind.”
I have a new friend at my neighborhood grocery store. His name is Matthew. Matthew is completely blind, from birth. He works at the grocery store giving out samples in the bakery area. When Matthew hears that someone is walking by, he calls out, “Hello! How are you?” Or sometimes he says, “HI! I’m Matthew and I’d like to offer you a cupcake sample.” When he greets people, he always holds out his hand in anticipation of a handshake. He offers his whole self right there next to the ready-made angel food cakes.
I watched Matthew do this for about 10 minutes recently. Many, many people walked by him. I don’t know if they didn’t see him, or did and ignored him. No judgment! I have been that mom who needed to get in, get out, and get on with my life. But even as person after person flew by, Matthew kept greeting each one. Kept holding out his hand. Kept waiting to give somebody a little taste of sweet goodness. Caramel salted cupcakes, chocolate or vanilla. “Hello, I’m Matthew. Would you care for a cupcake?” And people kept on swishing by.
I was left wondering, who is blind in this scenario? I don’t think it’s Matthew.
Hebrews 11:1 tells us, “Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not yet seen.” May we be thankful for the spiritual sight we have but may we yearn for more complete sight. May we never miss Jesus reaching his hand out to us, greeting us, to offer us his goodness, in any and every situation. Let’s strain our eyes to see more of what and who Jesus is opening our eyes to see. Every eye on Jesus.