As they walked along the road they came to a man who had been blind since birth. Jesus spit into his hand and mixed it with some dirt from the ground and anointed the mans eyes with the mixture. Then he said go, and wash in the pool of Siloam.
Later when talking to the religious leaders of the day. He talked about those who could see but were blind, and those who were blind but now could see.
I am paraphrasing here, but this section of scripture started me thinking… How many times do we really see? We see the outside and make judgements, worse still those judgements are a basis for actions, many times wrongful. When we carelessly say “How are you today” without really caring about the answer. Then again if we are asked how we are doing how many times do we put up a front or give a platonic answer knowing the asking party isn’t really interested.
Have I fallen so far that I am anesthetized to the humanity I share and the grace in which I walk?