November 14 — "I Was Blind, Now I See!"

Today's Reading: John 9:1-23

When Jesus’ light breaks into the darkness of someone’s life—it’s not just a moment. It’s a miracle. It’s like sunrise after a lifetime of midnight.

It’s tempting to feel sorry for the man born blind—but hold up! In John 9, he’s not a victim—he’s the canvas for a divine masterpiece. The disciples squint at him and see a theological riddle: “Who sinned, this man or his parents?” Jesus gazes at him and sees a need... and a glorious opportunity: “That the works of God might be displayed in him.”

Then Jesus drops a truth bomb: “As long as I am in the world, I am the light of the world.” Boom! That one line unlocks everything else in the chapter. Jesus doesn’t just heal a blind man—He unveils Himself as the Light that obliterates darkness. The miracle becomes a walking sermon. The man’s physical blindness mirrors humanity’s spiritual blindness, and the moment his eyes open? It’s a sneak peek of what happens when the Light of Christ floods a human heart.

Jesus doesn’t give a TED Talk on light—He demonstrates it. The Light of the World stoops to the dust, mixes it with His own spit (yes, spit!), and gently presses it onto blind eyes. The same divine fingers that once formed Adam from clay now sculpt new vision from mud. Light collides with darkness—and darkness doesn’t stand a chance.

The man who once stumbled in shadows now strolls in sunlight—literally lit up by the One who called Himself the Light of the world. His neighbors are baffled. “Isn’t this the blind guy?” “Nah, just someone who looks like him.” “I am the man,” he declares. They haul him to the Pharisees, who can’t see the miracle for the mud. Blindness shifts: it’s no longer in the beggar—it’s in the skeptics. But the man clings to one truth: “I was blind, now I see.”

Jesus still works in messy ways. Sometimes He blends your pain with His purpose, your dirt with His divinity, until the very thing that once screamed weakness becomes the loudest evidence of His touch. And when His light breaks through? Oh friend, nothing looks the same again. It feels like sunrise after a lifetime of midnight—warm, clarifying, and full of joy that makes no earthly sense. Suddenly, pain becomes purpose, weakness becomes witness, and everything once shadowed is flooded with the brilliance of His presence.

May the Lord open your eyes to the brilliance of His presence. May His light flood every shadowed corner of your life. May your story echo the blind man’s—once sightless, now a shining witness—and may the Light of the World blaze through you for all to see.