Stop Shushing and Start Serving
Two blind men were sitting beside the road. When they heard that Jesus was coming that way, they began shouting, “Lord, Son of David, have mercy one us!”
“Be quiet!” the crowd yelled at them.
But they only shouted louder, “Lord, Son of David, have mercy on us!” Matthew 20:30-31 NLT
Two men society saw as broken.
According to my Google dictionary, here are the first two basic definitions of broken:
1. having been fractured or damaged and no longer in one piece or in working order.
“a broken arm”
2.(of a person) having given up all hope; despairing. “he went to his grave a broken man”
The crowd following Jesus probably viewed these two men as exactly that. Their loss of vision made them broken physically and the fact that they were on the roadside should have compounded that to also make them mentally broken.
Broken men, crying out to Jesus from the side of the road, and probably creating a scene.
Isn’t it bad enough that they had fallen on bad times, but now they had to go and draw attention to themselves. Someone that low, that bad off, trying to get Jesus’ attention.
So, the crowd did what any respectful follower of Jesus would do.
“Shhh. Don’t bother him now. This is Jesus. He’s too big a deal to be bothering with this…with you. Hush now and be respectful.”
Two men crying out to Jesus and the Christ followers, Christians, shushed them.
This wasn’t a one time occurrence in scripture. Do you think it still happens today?
I wonder how many times people walk into our services and they don’t look like us, or dress right, or use acceptable language, and we shush them because they’re making in scene in God’s house.
I wonder how many times someone comes in our doors with a need we could meet, immediately, but our bulletin dictates a schedule. So, we shush a need for now and make intentions to get back to it after we worship. I’ve fallen into that trap myself, and guess what I usually forget about after service?
I wonder. What would Jesus do in these situations?
Jesus stopped and called them. “What do you want me to do for you?” he asked.
“Lord,” they answered, “we want our sight.”
Jesus had compassion on them and touched their eyes. Immediately they received their sight and followed Him. Matthew 20:32-34
Jesus was on His way to Jerusalem to fulfill prophecy. Nothing could stop Him from becoming our sacrifice. Yet even when His religious followers tried to shush the broken men, Jesus Himself stopped and asked what they wanted Him to do for them.
I ask students that question a lot. When someone comes and tells me something, I respond with, “Ok, and what would you like me to do?”
Let me tell you, it’s obvious that kids haven’t been asked this before. The look of confusion on their face is almost comical. And it happens every time I ask the question. I always have to explain what I mean.
“Here’s what you told me (and I repeat what they said). Now, I need to know. What exactly are you asking me to do in response? How are you expecting me to meet your need?”
I have an idea that if no one has asked my students this type of question before, then the same is probably true for their parents.
When is the last time you truly looked at the broken person right in your path and asked, “What do you want me to do for you?”
Let me be transparent here. I never intended for this post on shushing the broken men to go this direction. I really intended to focus on the broken men, but apparently something else needed to said to someone today. Maybe just me.
However, I’ve been one of those broken men.
No, I’m not blind. Physically, or even more importantly, spiritually. My salvation is secure.
But while crying out for Jesus I’ve been shushed by some of the most religious people in the crowd.
Folks, Jesus didn’t come to heal the healthy. He didn’t come, and won’t return expecting, to find a church full of perfect people, putting on a perfect service, without the need for a Savior.
I think He expects to find us out on street ministering to the very ones our flesh wants to shush.
Stop shushing and start serving.
“And the King will say, ‘I tell you the truth, when you did it to one of the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were doing it to me!” Matthew 25:40 NLT
Until then, I’m going to keep crying out. Lord, here’s my Broken Hallelujah.