I was blind Bartameus

 Here’s today’s poem. It’s called:

I was blind Bartameus

I was blind yet not from birth, 

Regained sight to see 

Begging, blind, He held my mind 

Howled "have mercy on me"

Crowd will crow, scoffers show 

Persist, He hears our cries 

Jesus calls, faith stands or falls 

He will heal our eyes 

What then, Once healed what's next 

Allegiance to Christ is owed 

Like ole Bart, we get new start 

Follow Jesus along the road.

Mark 10:46-52

Blind Bartimaeus Receives His Sight

Then they came to Jericho. As Jesus and his disciples, together with a large crowd, were leaving the city, a blind man, Bartimaeus (which means “son of Timaeus”), was sitting by the roadside begging. When he heard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to shout, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!”

Many rebuked him and told him to be quiet, but he shouted all the more, “Son of David, have mercy on me!”

Jesus stopped and said, “Call him.”

So they called to the blind man, “Cheer up! On your feet! He’s calling you.” Throwing his cloak aside, he jumped to his feet and came to Jesus.

“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.