“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 and followed Jesus along the road. Mark 10, verses 51-52.
Before moving on, there’s something else to be said about these two verses that I feel compelled to share. It’s the heart of them. It’s not about me. It’s about Jesus.
No, really, I mean it. There’s nothing Bartimaeus could do to make Jesus love him any more; there’s nothing Bartimaeus could do to be worthy of Jesus’ gift of sight, or even the gift of sharing the same airspace with Jesus Christ for just a few minutes. It isn’t about Bartimaeus receiving his sight in this fantastic miracle of love. In fact, it isn’t about Bartimaeus at all. If you or I were in the story, it wouldn’t be about us either.
It’s about Jesus loving Bartimaeus and doing something for him. It’s what Jesus did and not what Bartimaeus did.
If you’re like me, you spend more of your time wondering about you’re angle, about what all this means to you, about how you should think or respond or whatever. Lost in the shuffle of all that selfishness is that monumental statement “what do you want me to do for you” that Jesus spoke to this blind stranger. The creator of the universe, the man with whom Adam and Abraham and Moses all personally interacted, the advocate of Job, the fire in the burning bush and the whisper of life in every living being on the planet walks up to a perfect stranger in a crowd and asks him how He, the Savior, can serve.
It’s not about me. It’s about Jesus.
Just yesterday, a co-worker and I were talking about how we had led our project with a service attitude. Not to be beaten-down servants, or to be cowards in the face of weaker people: we were talking about how proud we were to be on a team where our attitude has been to serve. To do our best for other people while subordinating ourselves to their goals. We talked about how this is the true attitude of a Believer, how it’s impossible to be a follower of Jesus without this attitude. It’s impossible because it’s what Jesus modeled for us.
And because He did it – because He rendered for us the ultimate service of dying in our place, as our punishment – there is nothing standing between us and the majesty of God. I couldn’t do that; the Apostle Paul couldn’t do that; you couldn’t do that; neither could Bartimaeus, my co-worker, Billy Graham, any Catholic pope, Joyce Meyer or Donald Trump on a good hair day. Only Jesus could die for us; only Jesus could redeem us. Only Jesus could show us that all of life is about the supreme gift of love that He is and gave for us and still gives us every day.
Bartimaeus saw that. He got his sight and immediately followed the first thing he saw, and the first thing he saw was the Savior who served him in his deepest need. It’s not about Bartimaeus. It’s not about you. It’s not about me. It’s about Jesus and all was, and is, and is to come.
Lord, let all my life be my service to You. It’s not about me. It’s about You.
Read Mark 11, 1-3.