Summary: A sermon on the healing of blind Bartimaeus.
Sermon for 21 Pentecost Yr B, 29/10/2006
Based on Mk 10:46-52
By Rev. Garth Wehrfritz-Hanson
Pastor of Grace Lutheran Church, &
Chaplain of The Good Samaritan Society’s
South Ridge Village, Medicine Hat, Alberta
“Bartimaeus: From blind beggar to seeing disciple”
Blindness and sight—that’s what our gospel story is about today. In this wonderful miracle story of Jesus healing Bartimaeus, we learn something of what it means to journey out of darkness and blindness into light and the gift of seeing. Have you ever wondered what it’s like to live as a physically or spiritually blind person? Have you ever thought about what difference it could make if you were blind and then, suddenly Jesus came along to give you the gift of sight? Come along and journey with Jesus today to find out more.
Mark begins this story by telling us that Jesus is on his way to Jerusalem, it is the season of Passover, and Jesus has just arrived at Jericho, about fifteen miles northeast of Jerusalem. Travelling through town, crowds line the streets, most likely some to welcome Jesus, and others to criticize him and find some reason to do away with him. It was customary for rabbis at that time to have a following and teach as they travelled to Jerusalem for the Passover.
As they were just about to leave, lo and behold, there was at least one heckler in the crowd. This one was perhaps different than many though, since he was a blind beggar, Mark tells us, and his name was Bartimaeus, son of Timaeus. Actually, there is a bit of a word play on his name, for in Aramaic, the prefix “bar” means “son of.” His name actually tells us who his father was—Bartimaeus. Mark doesn’t make it clear whether or not Bartimaeus was born blind—although he hints at him perhaps having sight earlier in his life, for in verse fifty-one, Bartimaeus makes the following request of Jesus: “let me see again.” And in verse fifty-two, Mark says: “he regained his sight.” These two words, “again,” and “regained” may very well refer to an earlier time when Bartimaeus could see.
At any rate, to be a blind person at that time, in that society, was certainly no fun. As Mark tells us, Bartimaeus was a beggar. He was a desperate man. He had no secure means of making a living—condemned to life on the streets of Jericho begging. Along with that was likely lots of scorn and derision from the general public; lots of judgement, since many “religious” folk associated illness with either inheriting the sins of one’s parents or grandparents, or having committed some sin personally and not properly repenting of it, therefore one was ill because one sinned and now God was punishing the person for their sin. So, to be blind like Bartimaeus meant to live as an outcast; to live in poverty. In spite of all the stigma attached to life as a blind beggar, Bartimaeus was a very persistent, determined, desperate heckler that day Jesus walked by him. We can hear it both in the tone of his voice and the words he speaks—Mark says he shouted at first, and then later cried out even more loudly. In that cry were all of Bartimaeus’ future hopes and dreams; his whole life and destiny depended upon gaining a hearing with Jesus. He had heard of Jesus’ reputation; he was overjoyed that finally he could, please God, meet the Messiah. So he shouted out at the top of his lungs: “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!”