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Jesus now turns his attention to the lead protagonist of chapter 9. He is a man who was born blind. In that day and time it carried a stigma. Somebody, somewhere, at sometime must have committed some sin which resulted in one of those: “Blind that child!” memos from heaven. Or so the thinking went. The blind man in our story carried out the same profession as the former paralytic of chapter 4 – he was a beggar by vocation.

The healing itself is thought-provoking. Let’s pick up the story: “We must work the works of Him who sent Me as long as it is day; night is coming when no one can work. While I am in the world, I am the Light of the world.” When He had said this, He spat on the ground, and made clay of the spittle, and applied the clay to his eyes, and said to him, “Go, wash in the pool of Siloam” (which is translated, Sent). ~John 9:4-7
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When Jesus healed the paralytic he simply said, “Get up.” There were no props. We can assume that He was capable of doing the same with the blind man. But there seems to be a sort of customization to his healing method. With the passage we’re looking at, Jesus mixed mud and spit. In Mark 8, it is spit without the mud. Moreover, with the mud-less spit healing it only gets the job half-baked. Jesus completes that one with the laying on of hands. In Mark 10, a chap by the name of Bartimaeus runs up to Jesus and asks to be healed and Jesus sort of just waves him through by saying, “Go on…you’re healed.”

I have two thoughts on all of this. First of all, I believe Jesus knew of mankind’s incurable urge to codify everything. My experience in ministry has found the church to be no less enamored of such. I can well imagine that if Jesus had just used mud and spit exclusively we would now have seminars instructing us on how to spit, how much spit to use, the type of mud that works best with spit and so on. We would even be importing mud from the holy land and recruiting professional spitters (most likely from the South) to show us how it’s done. My second thought is that Jesus knew that faith, for some, needed training wheels. They could believe Jesus a little bit, but when they were able to participate in the healing; viz a viz, “Go, wash in the pool of Siloam.” it rallied their faith.