In Mark 10, the incident is told of Jesus as He heals the blind beggar Bartimaeus. The blind man hears that Jesus is passing by where he sat and so he calls out, "Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me". Jesus hears the man's plea, and tells those around him, to bring the man to Him. Jesus then asks Bartimaeus, "What do you want me to do for you?", to which he replied, "Lord, let me recover my sight". The story ends with the blind man being able to see again, and he uses that sight to follow after Jesus.
It seems obvious that the blind man would have answered Jesus' question with the request for sight, but Jesus also asks that same question to me this morning. "What do you want Me to do for you?"
Do I really think that I need anything that He has to offer? After I have trusted Him for salvation, for eternal life, for an escape from the fires of Hell, what more can He give me? Does He want to be more than a fire insurance policy for me?
There is that idea that Jesus wants to be my friend, my helper, my guide, the One that makes my days have meaning that is significant, really significant. Would His original question, "What would you have me do for you?" relate to my everyday life? Of course it does, but do I just acknowledge this and go on my way, only calling on Him when I can't handle something on my own? After all, I have pretty good health, some money in the bank, a nice place to live, an eternal destination, what more do I need?
I know what my answer is deep down. I want His presence in my life all the time, not just in emergencies. I want it to be the essence of my being, not just the smile on Sunday morning.
"What do you want Me to do for you?"
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