Then they came to Jericho. And as He was leaving Jericho with His disciples and a large crowd, a blind beggar named Bartimaeus, the son of Timaeus, was sitting by the road. When he heard that it was Jesus the Nazarene, he began to cry out and say, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” Many were sternly telling him to be quiet, but he kept crying out all the more, “Son of David, have mercy on me!” And Jesus stopped and said, “Call him here.” So they called the blind man, saying to him, “Take courage, stand up! He is calling for you.” Throwing aside his cloak, he jumped up and came to Jesus. And answering him, Jesus said, “What do you want Me to do for you?” And the blind man said to Him, “Rabboni, I want to regain my sight!” And Jesus said to him, “Go; your faith has made you well.” Immediately he regained his sight and began following Him on the road. – Mark 10:46-52 (NASB)
Crying for mercy, recognizing his sin.
Crying to the Lord, recognizing His identity and redemptive power.
A bold request for sight. Not that Jesus had to be told about his needs, but that Bartimaeus was prepared, in the asking, to receive what He wished to give him.
Healed and asked to go on his way.
Given the choice, he walked with, not away from, the Giver.
How often am I Bartimaeus?