Go, wash in the pool of Siloam.

Having said these things, he spat on the ground and made mud with the saliva. Then he anointed the man's eyes with the mud and said to him, “Go, wash in the pool of Siloam” (which means Sent). So he went and washed and came back seeing. The neighbors and those who had seen him before as a beggar were saying, “Is this not the man who used to sit and beg?” Some said, “It is he.” Others said, “No, but he is like him.” He kept saying, “I am the man.” So they said to him, “Then how were your eyes opened?” He answered, “The man called Jesus made mud and anointed my eyes and said to me, ‘Go to Siloam and wash.’ So I went and washed and received my sight.” They said to him, “Where is he?” He said, “I do not know.”

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I must admit that, like those who did not recognize the healed man, I might have been skeptical too. When my wife Ellen was healed of blindness in 1975 I had a very difficult time coming to grips with it. She had been blind for three years and that was what I had become comfortable with. When she told me that she had passed the eye test for the driving exam I had no context for it. Such is the way that many back then, and now, deal with the miraculous. Interesting that the man who was blind did not know who Jesus was.

That was the atmosphere of Ellen's healing as well. In a church that was meeting in a grade school cafeteria the pastor asked a simple question. Before preaching his message he felt impressed to ask if anyone would like to invite Jesus into their heart. Ellen's hand went up and in an instant she could see. The interesting part was how Ellen, like this man in our passage, changed on the inside. She, like him, testified to everyone that she would meet. Jesus had done something amazing for her and she, like this man, would not be silent.

Help me to not be silenced today Lord. Open doors for me to testify of your love.