“What is truth?” Pilate scoffs as he walks away, declaring to the Jews that he finds no fault in Jesus. What threat is this Jesus if his kingdom is truth? I imagine Pilate is thinking.
This is in response to Pilate’s earlier question to Jesus asking if He was the king of the Jews. Jesus responds, “You say that I am a king. For this purpose I was born and for this purpose I have come into the world—TO BEAR WITNESS TO THE TRUTH. Everyone who is of the truth listens to my voice.”
God came to earth on a mission of truth. Jesus tells us He is the WAY, TRUTH, and LIFE. His kingdom is truth. And while this was not at all a threat to Pilate concerned only with his political status, it was offensive to the Jews, and it is just as offensive to many today.
In 2 Timothy 4:3-4, Paul warns, “For the time is coming when people will not endure sound teaching, but having itching ears they will accumulate for themselves teachers to suit their own passions, and will turn away from listening to the truth and wander off into myths.”
Abhorring the idea of truth, our culture likes to live in a kingdom of pragmatism (if it works, do it), relativism (no all-encompassing truth; your truth is your truth, and mine is mine), and inclusivism (all ways to “god” are equally valid and lead to the same place in the end). In fact, Oxford Dictionary’s Word of the Year for 2016 was “post-truth.” And earlier this month GQ published an article with the “21 books you don’t have to read.” No surprise the Bible was number twelve, calling it, “repetitive, self-contradictory, sententious, foolish, and even at times ill-intentioned.”
Friends, when we declare Jesus as our Lord and Savior, we are plummeted into a spiritual battle. A war with the forces of the world led by Satan himself, the Father of Lies.
Paul says in Ephesians we need to put on the full armor of God to stand against the schemes of the devil. First up, the belt of truth buckled around our waist. Truth matters! Truth is foundational and helps hold everything together. So, what is truth? It isn’t cultural norms, the most followed news source, a celebrity opinion, a professor’s latest publication, our emotions, comfort or desires. It is Jesus…the WORD become flesh…God’s Word. God, help us continue to know and live by Your truth. Help us grip tightly to it in a world that is doing everything to nullify, undermine and destroy it. Under all of our armor as part of our daily battles, let us always have the belt of truth securely fastened. Help us believe and cling to THE truth; Your truth.
Roughly three years prior to our scene in John 17, Jesus, around age 30, begins to emerge as someone to keep an eye on. No longer just an ordinary Jewish boy/man in an ordinary Jewish community who was obedient, kind, respectful, but nothing special in the eyes of most. Things changed one day along the Jordan River when He was baptized by the one ordained to pave the way...the voice of God spoke while the Holy Spirit descended upon Him. It was the start of something, though not yet “the hour” the heavens have been eagerly anticipating.
Jesus began to call disciples; students to follow, fellowship, and learn from Him. Several days into His public ministry, Jesus and some of His disciples attend a wedding in Cana. The celebration is joyful… until the wine runs out. The mother of Jesus looks His direction…I picture that “do something” mom look. Jesus responds, “Woman, what does this have to do with me? MY HOUR HAS NOT YET COME.” Nevertheless, Jesus performs His first miracle…turning water set aside for ceremonial cleansing into wine. And not just any wine, the BEST wine. A “sign” as John tells us. A hint about who He is and a foreshadowing of something even more significant to come.
Fast forward three years and Jesus is with many of those same disciples. The time that had not yet come at the wedding was upon them.
Lifting His EYES UP, Jesus prays, “Father, THE HOUR HAS COME; glorify your Son that the Son may glorify you…”
The hour has come. The cross and bloodshed will become the vehicle to glorify Jesus.
The hour has come. The intersection of two pieces of wood will become the intersection of grace, mercy, love, and justice.
The hour has come. What was set apart for cruelty, suffering and humiliation will be set apart for restoration.
The hour has come. The water – the outward temporary cleansing – is about to be turned into wine – the perfect blood of the only spotless lamb of God. The final, FINISHED sacrifice for our salvation and redemption.
“And I saw a mighty angel proclaiming with a loud voice, ‘Who is worthy to open the scroll and break its seals?’ And no one in heaven or on earth or under the earth was able to open the scroll or to look into it, and I began to weep loudly because no one was found worthy to open the scroll or to look into it. And one of the elders said to me, ‘Weep no more; behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has conquered, so that he can open the scroll and its seven seals.’ …I saw a Lamb standing, as though it had been slain…And he went and took the scroll from the right hand of him who was seated on the throne. And when he had taken the scroll, the four living creatures and the twenty-four elders fell down before the Lamb… And they sang a new song, saying, ‘Worthy are you to take the scroll and to open its seals, for you were slain, and by your blood you ransomed people for God from every tribe and language and people and nation, and you have made them a kingdom and priests to our God, and they shall reign on the earth.’” Revelation 5:2-10
Jesus, may I never forget the hour you willingly submitted to. YOU ALONE ARE WORTHY. Worthy of my worship, love, surrender, praise. Thank you for turning the water into wine and pouring yourself out for me.
I don’t know about you, but I often wish I could transport in time and walk with Jesus. To hear Him teach, to watch the miracles, to just be near Him and know Him on that personal level. My daughter and I often talk about “movie time” in heaven where God will pull out the projector and let us watch stories from the Bible as they actually played out…or better yet, to transport us to walk side-by-side with Adam when his eyes first opened and God was the first face he saw, Moses when the Red Sea parted, Ruth when she wed Boaz, Esther when she held her breath and walked in to address the king, David when he faced Goliath, Hosea as he faithfully stood by Gomer, Mary when the wise men came and worshipped her newborn son, the woman who had been bleeding 12 years when she was suddenly healed by Jesus, Martha when her brother was raised from the dead, the disciples when the risen Jesus first appeared and breathed on them, Peter when he preached the first sermon and 3,000 came to know Jesus as Savior …I could go on forever…
Jesus is telling His disciples – and us – there is something better. Something that can only come in His absence. The disciples don’t get it though. They are sad, confused, afraid, heartbroken over the idea. What could be better than the personal presence, protection, wisdom, guidance of Jesus Himself?
But Jesus insists. It will be better.
The better person will be a helper, a guide, a convictor of sin, righteousness, and judgement, a voice of truth. But the best part…instead of being with us, He will be IN US. He will be with us always, wherever we find ourselves.
I am terrible with directions. Awful. I can get lost anywhere. Imagine I had a guide. A wonderful person on one of my journeys that I trusted completely. All I had to do was follow Him and never get lost. However, He could only help me when I was physically with them. But, what if I he implanted a spiritual GPS in me that was a manifestation of Himself? He would always tell me where to go. He would alert me if I was going off track. He would even help me when I was confused and teach me things along the way. And when I was weary, He would fill in the gaps for what I needed on the journey. I never had to doubt a thing, He could not steer me wrong; it isn’t in His nature. But I had a part to play. I had to make sure He was activated. I also had to listen to Him. When He told me where to go or what to/not to do, I had to listen. He couldn’t physically make me go there. I had to follow His directions.
This is the power of the Spirit available to us. As much as I long to go back and walk with Jesus, this is a better thing for now. The Spirit in me can provide everything I am looking for Jesus to do in my desires to walk with Him. It is my fault if I am not activating Him in my life, or equally bad, not listening to Him. If we were chronically directionally-challenged and we had a fool-proof internal guide at our disposal, but refused to use it, we would be crazy. We have so much power available to us and I’m convinced we are not recognizing the value, rendering it idle.
In his commentary, Guzik points out, “Look at the disciples before Jesus left. Confused. Thick-headed. Afraid. Selfish and self-centered. Look at them after Jesus left, and after the Helper had come. They are wise, surrendered, bold, and giving. Truly it was ‘to your advantage’ that Jesus left!”
This. This is the power I want. I want to activate God inside me and never get lost again.
I’m going out on a limb to declare that we ALL want to bear fruit. We all want our life to matter for something bigger than ourselves. We want to make a difference and we want to live a joy-filled life.
Jesus shows us how to get there, but there is a price…though not as high as doing nothing. The shears come out either way.
If we are not bearing fruit, we will ultimately get cut off the vine completely, left to wither, dry up, and die. But even when we are bearing fruit, the shears come out. This time for the purpose of pruning…SO THAT more fruit may be produced. No matter the size of the harvest, there is always opportunity for more fruit.
No one escapes the touch of the shears, but the outcome is vastly different.
Pruning takes on different forms depending on what we need in our fruit-bearing journey. I’m not sure what your pruning looks like, but pruning for me right now looks like facing and changing a few things I have been fighting for a while. I'm tired of the fighting. I'm ready to surrender (I think...I hope...). I wrote yesterday that “change requires change.” Bearing fruit requires abiding in God. And abiding in God during the pruning looks a lot like obedience…it isn’t simply wanting to bear fruit, it isn’t working your butt off, it isn’t thinking a lot about it or coming up with an awesome plan, it isn’t willing it to happen…it is OBEYING. I deeply desire to bear more fruit. I hope one day to share about my pruning and my newly trimmed branch full of fruit, but for now it is between God and me. I don’t have the best track record and I want to see some progress before I am ready to share, but I’m privately writing about it in the hopes that I can at some point. Erdman says, “genuine conversion is not measured by the hasty decision but by long-range fruitfulness.”
Pruning, even with the promise of a beautiful outcome, is just plain hard.
If God is speaking something to you and you want to bear fruit for His glory, DO WHAT HE SAYS! Sorry, was I yelling? That was directed at me.
The alternative is never experiencing the fullness of joy He promises. It is remaining in just-okay-limbo-land…or worse. Carson says, "No one is more miserable than the Christian who for a time hedges in his obedience. He does not love sin enough to enjoy its pleasures, and does not love Christ enough to relish holiness. He perceives that his rebellion is iniquitous, but obedience seems distasteful. He does not feel at home any longer in the world, but his memory of his past associations and the tantalizing lyrics of his old music prevent him from singing with the saints. He is a man most to be pitied; and he cannot forever remain ambivalent. " (Carson)
Here's some good news: If we commit to the abiding in Him, in His Word, in His commandments, He promises to give us what we ask and need to stay there, to withstand the pruning, and to come out stronger and more fruitful on the other side.
Where are you today? Do you feel cut off? Are you in the middle of a beautiful harvest after a season of pruning (praise God!)? Are you in the midst of the pruning? Are things such a mess you don’t even know where you are? Wherever you are, I certainly don’t have all the answers, but I know one thing for sure: we need to ABIDE in Him. Commit to quiet time. Dig in His word. When He speaks, to listen and obey…no matter how hard…trust He will be there to help as He promises. Don’t just believe Him; believe IN Him…that He is good, that He is who He says and can do what He says He can do, that we are who He says we are, that He has our back, that He keeps His promises. Let Him love us through each season.
“These things I have spoken to you, that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be full.” (John 15:11). Who’s ready for some FULL JOY? I’m praying along with you, no matter where you find yourself on the vine today.
“Truly, truly, I say to you, WHOEVER believes in me will also do the works that I do; and GREATER works than these will he do, because I am going to the Father…”
If we believe the Bible is true, then this too is true. And I don’t know about you, but it fires me up!
Who is it for? WHOEVER believes in Jesus…that is me, and you if you are a believer.
What will we do? ALSO do the works that Jesus did…scratch that…GREATER works than these.
How? Because Jesus went to the Father, and in doing so, the Holy Spirit came into us.
So, lets back up to that greater works thing. Greater than feeding 5,000? Greater than walking on water? Greater than turning water into wine? Greater than healing all manner of disease and illness? Greater than raising the dead?
While I’m guessing we will never match the physical miracles performed by Jesus, they were temporary. The 5,000 were hungry again the next day. The wine eventually ran out. The healed people – even raised Lazarus – ultimately died. There are greater works than these that Jesus ushered in, and we get to be a part of seeing them explode.
J.C. Ryle says, “There is no greater work possible than the conversion of a soul.”
John calls the miracles of Jesus signs. They pointed to who He was and what He would ultimately do. While He was walking the earth, the work wasn’t finished, but when He hung on the cross and breathed His last breath, taking the wrath for all of our sins, IT WAS FINISHED. It’s go time. Time for some new works, friends. Works that Jesus made way for and we get to be a part of. Works of sharing the Gospel and letting the Holy Spirit take hold of people. Works with an impact that will never run out or die. Eternal healing and raising from the dead. He doesn’t need us, but he ALLOWS us to be part of these greater works. What a blessing and privilege!
I often look at a loved one who is suffering, and I wish I could grab them, find Jesus on the dusty dirt road by the Jordan River, and touch the hem of his garment so they would be healed. But Jesus is telling us we can do even greater works than this. We can be a part of shining His light and pointing people to an eternal healing and restoration. It is so beautiful and overwhelming. I don’t want to miss any part of this incredible charge Jesus has given me.
And in this charge of greater works, Jesus gives us another promise: “Whatever you ask in my name, this I will do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son. If you ask me anything in my name, I will do it.”
I think many people mistake this for a “name it and claim it” gospel, sometimes for noble things…sometimes for not so noble things. But it is actually in the context of taking the baton Jesus handed to the disciples… who handed it to the early Christians… who handed it on and on until we ran alongside and grabbed it for our leg of the race. He is for us. He sent us the Holy Spirit. He wants to equip us for the race and the good works He prepared in advance for us. It might not always look like we think it should, but He PROMISES, “I WILL DO IT.” I believe Him. Do you?
Let’s do this, friends. Any other works we are currently striving for pale in comparison. Let’s not trade the good for the GREATER. Let’s be a part of these greater works. Let’s ask in His name – His character, His nearness, His will, His purpose, His power. It is such an empowering gift. God, we are in!
I love that Jesus chose Peter as a disciple. I love that God has preserved stories demonstrating personality quirks of Peter for us to appreciate and sigh, “uh oh, me too!” In the roughly 24 hours leading up to Jesus’ death, we see Peter show lack of wisdom, submission, and obedience. We see Peter make promises he can’t keep and forcefully deny the one he loves. None of it takes away from the love Peter has for the Lord; his friend. None of it takes away from God’s ability or desire to use Peter in a mighty way for His purposes (we’ll soon be in Acts and hear the first post-resurrection sermon proclaimed loudly and boldly by Peter). But it brings to light weaknesses that can be simmering even in the love. It shows cracks in how we, even with good intentions, can misunderstand and fail to fully submit.
“You shall never wash my feet,” Peter declares. He doesn’t understand. He can’t accept his Lord stooping to such a lowly position. His pride that kept him from initially being the one to step up among all the others and wash feet, is now keeping him from allowing Jesus to serve him in this way.
“If I do not wash you, you have no part with me,” Jesus responds.
“Lord, not only my feet, but also my hands and my head,” Peter swings at breakneck speed in the complete opposite direction, still woefully off track. He is taking what he hears Jesus say and deciding how it should happen.
Peter struggled to just be still, listen, trust, and obey Jesus. Instead he is impulsive, reacts based on emotion, analyzes, makes assumptions, and devises his own plan. He isn’t intending to fight Jesus on this, he just hasn’t learned how to surrender. He is still taking his share of control over how it will all go down.
I am so guilty of the same. Like Peter, I really do love Jesus. A lot. But also like Peter, pride keeps me from sacrificially serving others and pride keeps me from allowing others to serve me. Pride keeps me wanting control of how things should happen instead of fully leaning into Jesus’ ways. My type-A-get-it-done personality keeps me from sitting still long enough to listen to all of what God has to say...instead my typical MO is hearing a few words and running while His voice trails behind until inaudible. Pride makes me falsely confident in how I will react in a certain situations, not seeking wisdom and discernment when I need it most.
Praying today that I can fully step into God’s ways, God’s timing, God’s direction. Praying that I allow God’s power to break through my pride so I can serve others well and also allow others to serve where God has called them. Thank you, God, for your patience and persistence. Thank you for your beautiful example of how to serve and love well.
Ok, friends…this isn’t the Friday feel-good post…but I feel like you are my people…you are with me in wrestling with truth and challenging ourselves to live it, so here goes...
“Nevertheless, many even of the authorities BELIEVED in him, but for FEAR of the Pharisees they did NOT confess it, so that they would not be put out of the synagogue; for they loved the glory that comes from MAN more than the glory that comes from GOD.” John 12:43-44
Y’all! I’m so afraid this is where many of us are. We’ve gotten to the point of belief, but we are stuck there. The glory of man seductively slips its way into first place in our hearts. We’re not afraid to be put out of the Jewish synagogue, but we have our own “synagogues” we aren’t willing to sacrifice…things we prioritize that are keeping Jesus from His rightful Lordship position in our lives.
As the brother of Jesus reminded us, “You say you have faith, for you believe that there is one God. Good for you! Even the demons believe this, and they tremble in terror.” (James 2:19)
Belief is not the same as declaring Jesus as Lord and Savior. The devil believes and still remains his own lord.
What does it look like to have Jesus as the Lord of our lives? He is the ruler, master, authority, and boss. Of. Everything; All. Of. Us. It is yielding our life to Him. Absolute and total surrender. We are not our own. He is the one we want to impress. He is the voice we want to listen to above all others.
S.M. Zwemer says, “Unless Jesus is Lord of all, He is not Lord at all.” Ouch!
We are quick to say we believe and confess Jesus is Lord and Savior on Sundays or in our quiet time, but do we understand what these words mean; do we live these words? Yes, we believe Jesus is Lord of all things in the macro sense, but is Jesus in a Lordship position over our individual lives? I’m wrestling with this today…for myself and as I am hearing from parents who are slowing losing their believing children to the world. My heart is so burdened over this. We will drift when we aren’t anchored in the Lordship of Jesus.
Earlier in this chapter of John, Jesus gives us a picture of what it looks like to have Jesus as Lord… “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit. Whoever loves his life loses it, and whoever hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life. If anyone serves me, he must follow me; and where I am, there will my servant be also. If anyone serves me, the Father will honor him.” John 12:24-26
In other words, only by the seed “dying” or being buried in the ground, willing to transform, does it grow and bear fruit. Remaining just a seed, it sits alone and unproductive; not fulfilling the purpose of its creation. Unless we are willing to lose our life, we will never keep it for eternity. As long as we cling to ourselves as our own lord, we lose. We are terrible lords. On our own we are just unplanted seeds being carried away by the latest gust of wind. Unfulfilled, stuck in a cycle of striving, comparison, envy, pride, dissatisfaction. The answer to true life is in the dying. Being buried to take root in Jesus. Dying to us as lord of our lives and blooming with Jesus as Lord. It seems terrifying and unknown and counter-cultural, so we cling to what we know, chasing the fake bright lights and bling that are the devil’s crafty distortion of the true light.
I fear we believe in Jesus, but our heart is still in a full-on battle with the world. And we can’t successfully serve two masters. We like the idea of Jesus as Savior, but not so much of Jesus as LORD OF OUR LIFE. We love the identity we try to create, copy and portray more than we love the identity given to us by our Creator. We love the purpose we covet more than the greater purpose we were designed for. We love the glory that comes from peers, status, comfort, control, worldly achievement, human accolades more than the glory that comes from God.
How do we break free? How do we love God more than the world? How do we move from belief to surrender? We can’t just will it to happen. It is impossible without God. I’m especially burdened about this among teens today. How do we help kids get there in their world of cliques, insecurity, seductive ads, snapchat, ungodly role models, Instagram filters, stirring emotions? I fear we brush too many things off as “kids being kids,” but any time we push Jesus off the throne of our will, we create a void the devil is happy to fill.
I would LOVE your thoughts on this. What I do know is to pray. A LOT. To point myself and others to the Word of God and a commitment to quiet time to let the Spirit work in us. Only God can do this. What else do you guys have? I’d love to hear how God is working through you in this space… personally and among teens in your life. I’m so thankful for a patient and loving God who forgives us over and over and over again when we confess our constant attempts at taking the reigns of lordship from Him.
Then Jesus told them plainly, “Lazarus has died.” Sometimes we just need to Jesus to tell us plainly what is up. And bonus, He tells them why, “so the Son of God may be glorified through it…so that you may believe.” It’s not just for Lazarus or his loved ones; it is for us too.
For four days the body of Lazarus has laid in the tomb. Mary and Martha are heart-broken over the death of their brother, while simultaneously conflicted over why Jesus did nothing about it. They have full confidence that Jesus had the power to prevent his death; to heal him. But there Lazarus lays in the tomb. They have no idea the extent of Jesus’ power. It doesn’t end with healing the sick and casting out demons. While they are worried about the odor after four days, Jesus is about to blow their mind. Never underestimate the power of Jesus.
Looking to Heaven, Jesus gives thanks to God for what is to come. Always thanksgiving BEFORE the miracle. Then looking to the grave, Jesus cries out with a LOUD voice, “Lazarus, come out.” Sometimes we also need Jesus to yell at us. We are stuck in a pit with the linens of the world covering our eyes and ears.
All heads whip toward the tomb. Eyes glued to the entrance. Postures leaning in. Could it be? No way!
Out hops Lazarus. Hands and feet still bound; face still wrapped with cloth.
What in the world do you do when you are dead for four days and find yourself alive? How does your life change? How does your perspective change? How does your faith change? How do your priorities change? Stop for a moment and think about this. Things would never be the same.
“Unbind him and let him go,” Jesus commands.
But first, you have to get unbound. Joby Martin says, “Living people don’t wear dead people clothes; they don’t fit anymore.”
We too have experienced death – death to our sins; death to our old ways; death to trying to do the impossible on our own; death to condemnation and shame – when we put our faith in the work of Jesus. We can walk out of that pit of death and into a new life of freedom and purpose. Do we live like it? Are we still walking around in dead people clothes, doing the same things, wallowing in the same weak faith, striving for the same worldly things that disappointed us in the past, prioritizing the same shallow tasks?
Joby says, “You don’t have to do the things you used to do because you are not the person that you used to be.” Not only are you forgiven and free, but you are also now imputed with the righteousness of Jesus. When God looks at you, he sees His Son. Whoa and amen!
“______ [your name], come out of the grave! Unbind yourself. Take off those dead people clothes…they don’t quite suit you anymore!”
We are bombarded by messages. How do we hear and listen to the voice of the Good Shepherd over all the others? We NEED to hear the Shepherd’s voice. It is the only voice that leads to life.
My heart has been so burdened lately, particularly for kids growing up in this crazy social media world. The voices and messages are everywhere, and they are often louder than the Shepherd’s voice; they are laced with captivating hooks; they are disguised as intelligent voices and quick fixes; they sound smart and savvy and sexy. But they lead to utter destruction. Our kids are filled with anxiety that is not from God. They are seeking validation from every voice except the ONE that is light and life. They tag along at church on Sunday and even enjoy Bible study at times, but is often only momentary breaths of air while they remain drowning in the other voices.
I get how God says he is jealous for us. I feel that way for all of those who are buried under Satan’s voices blasting so loud they can’t hear the sweet sound of the Good Shepherd.
Satan’s voice is slowly killing us while we continue to play the game. We are deceived and we in turn deceive. It needs to stop. It is madness!
But God doesn’t compete. He is consistent, ever-present, and ever-wooing, but where Satan is forcefully, obnoxiously, and manipulatively pushing his way in, God is patiently waiting. Mother Teresa says, “We need to find God, and He cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence.”
One thing we can do immediately is to begin to recognize whose voice we are hearing and heeding. We can tell by the tone and the impact on us.
God’s voice stills, leads, restores, enlightens, encourages, comforts, uplifts, calms, and convicts.
Satan’s voice rushes, pushes, frightens, confuses, discourages, worries, compares, obsesses, and condemns. Who needs it!
God, I am pleading today for You to show me how to help those in my small sphere of influence to hear Your voice above all others. I am at a loss. The problem seems so big, yet I know nothing is too big for You. Here I am Lord, use me. Show me where I can help guide people to Your voice. Stir up a revival that makes ears and hearts so attuned the voice of the Shepherd that no voice of Satan can break through.
“Whose sin?” they ask, “Who made him blind?”
Someone caused this. Blame to find.
I want you to see purpose. You are stuck on cause.
Instead of opportunity, you look for flaws.
Cause looks behind; purpose ahead.
Look to the beauty to come instead.
Neither sinned. That isn’t the lead story.
Through this man you’ll see God’s glory.
Watch what my presence in a life can do.
It’s not just for him; it’s also for you.
Mud from saliva on his eyes anointed.
Now wash in the pool, over there he pointed.
A step of faith the blind man takes.
From his eyes, sight awakes.
Who fixed you? Who made you see?
The man called Jesus; He healed me.
He doesn’t understand much. His eyes have been closed.
Only the name of the healer he knows.
That man is not from God they say.
They are focused only on the healing day.
How can this happen? Again, they ask.
More time to ponder who performed such a task.
He is a prophet. With each attack the man’s faith grows.
He is starting to see what before he didn’t know.
His parents they call; asking the same.
He is of age. Ask him, they proclaim.
Desperate to protect their synagogue place,
They can’t even celebrate this amazing grace.
Again, they question how it could be.
I only know I was blind, but now I see.
I am a disciple; do you also want to be one?
Transformation happening and Heaven watching the fun.
Calling him a sinner, they cast him out for good.
But Jesus finds him; I suspect he knew Jesus would.
Do you believe in the Son of Man?
Who is He that before Him I may stand?
You have seen Him. It is I speaking to you.
Lord, I believe! Worship ensues.
The Messiah He comes to open our eyes.
He wants us to see fully; to change our lives.
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