Jesus Passed By

John 9:1-5And as Jesus passed by, he saw a man which was blind from his birth. And his disciples asked him, saying, Master, who did sin, this man, or his parents, that he was born blind? Jesus answered, Neither hath this man sinned, nor his parents: but that the works of God should be made manifest in him. I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the night cometh, when no man can work. As long as I am in the world, I am the light of the world.

As I read this account of the blind man mde to see again, I was reminded of the day Jesus passed by my way. I was shackled with addictions and sin in my life. I had tried and failed so many times to quit and show myself a worthy husband and father. Yet, I lacked the strength, the character and the determination to quit on my own. Had I been able to quit, I still would have been empty on the inside.

In my desperation, I cried out to God and He heard me. He sent a man. A born-again, bible believing Christian who saw me as his mission field.

I was introduced to Jesus by way of a gospel presentation over lunch at my place of work by a man wanting to just obey the command:

Mark 16:5And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature.”

I am ever so grateful that Jesus passed by my way that day!

Weeks later, Jesus not only did Jesus pass by, but He stopped and took up residence in my life!

What a change!

What a difference!

The emptiness was replaced with a fullness of God that has never left me!

But what truly spoke to me today was the fact that I take my Jesus with me wherever I go. So, in essence, Jesus passes by all those in my home; those I drive alongside as I go to work; those at the gas pump, the grocery store or in my church. He is with me as I go about my daily routine at work.

But… can they see Him in me?

Does my life reflect the fruit of the Spirit that has been given me to accomplish all that the Father has set forth for me to do?

Do I yield and submit to His leadership in my life so that the Father’s will might be done through me?

Do I speak up up when opportunities present themselves to be a witness for Jesus Christ – or am I ashamed?

Mark 8:38Whosoever therefore shall be ashamed of me and of my words in this adulterous and sinful generation; of him also shall the Son of man be ashamed, when he cometh in the glory of his Father with the holy angels.”

Do I see my life here on this earth in light of eternity?

Would I regret not speaking up to tell someone the most glorious news I have ever heard in my life?

Am I a good ambassador with the charge given me?

The blind man in this account, was taken and questioned for his recovering his sight. Everyone in the place knew that a noteable miracle had taken place – they had passed by him daily. To see him now, walking about without someone to lead him was startling. To hear him testify that it was Jesus put him at odds with the religious leadership of the day.

Our witness must go forth no matter who hears or what they may do to us if we do. His blindness and miraculous recovery was to be that God could and would be glorified. My life; your life is to reflect that same truth.

When I falter or fail to be a faithful witness, I wonder if Jesus will pass by their way again?

Will they get another chance to hear the most wonderful news? Or was I supposed to be the one to give the gospel one last time?

I am truly grateful that Jesus passed by my way and I invited Him to stay. But my prayer is that gratitude takes its root and the fruit of it is a witness of all that God has done. Ultimately, introducing those that I meet to the One who made all the difference in the world!


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