Note: This series is written as a first-person narrative to present Jesus in the context he walked in with the unknown disciple that narrates introducing my thoughts and sparking more ideas with his questions. Enjoy.
We were less than a day’s walk from Jerusalem, in between the old Jericho and the new one. Someone unwisely rebuilt it after it was destroyed in the time of Joshua, son of Nun.
A large crowd surrounded Jesus and us. Along the way, beggars sat. A blind man was also sitting by the roadside begging.
“What’s all the noise about?” he asked another beggar.
“Jesus of Nazareth is coming this way.”
When he heard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to shout, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!”
He’s calling Jesus the Messianic king…something even seeing people cannot see.
Many rebuked him and told him to be quiet, but he shouted all the more. “Son of David, have mercy on me!”
Jesus stopped the crowd and said, “Call him.”
So they called the blind man. “Cheer up! On your feet! He’s calling you.”
Throwing his cloak aside, he jumped to his feet and came to Jesus. Arms outstretched to feel his way, Jesus met him, catching him in his arms.
“What do you want me to do for you?” Jesus asked him.
The blind man said, “Rabbi, I want to see.”
“Go,” said Jesus, “your faith has healed you.” Immediately, he received his sight.
He didn’t go. He joined our group, following Jesus along the road.
“What’s your name?” I asked.