Dispatch Two Hundred Ninety-Seven

Posted: November 14, 2018 in Fifty-Sixth Bundle
Tags: , , , ,

MARK 10:46-52

46 They came to Jericho. As he and his disciples and a large crowd were leaving Jericho, Bartimaeus son of Timaeus, a blind beggar, was sitting by the roadside. 47 When he heard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to shout out and say, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” 48 Many sternly ordered him to be quiet, but he cried out even more loudly, “Son of David, have mercy on me!” 49 Jesus stood still and said, “Call him here.” And they called the blind man, saying to him, “Take heart; get up, he is calling you.” 50 So throwing off his cloak, he sprang up and came to Jesus. 51 Then Jesus said to him, “What do you want me to do for you?” The blind man said to him, “My teacher, let me see again.” 52 Jesus said to him, “Go; your faith has made you well.” Immediately he regained his sight and followed him on the way.

As a humorous aside, “Bartimaeus son of Timaeus” was read by the author of Matthew, as he reviewed his sources (Mark’s Gospel being one of them), as indicating two individuals – Bartimaeus and the son of Timaeus – a confusion caused in part by the fact that the name Bar Timaeus in Aramaic translates as “son of Timaeus.” Not wanting to tamper with his source, Matthew simply copied the story into his own narrative, but with two blind beggars instead of one!

Here in the original story there is only one man, Bartimaeus, whose blindness is surely, on the level of symbolic meaning, representing our human condition generally: reaching out under the dark veil of spiritual ignorance for the Light and Love we need.

As a blind beggar, Bartimaeus was about as close as one could come to being a societal “bottom feeder.” Without social value or influence, his kind was forced to live off the scraps of charity the well-to-do might toss their way. As in our own day, back then the homeless and invalid beggars stationed themselves along the rush-hour thoroughfares and congested intersections of the middle-class rat race.

There were many like him who had no other recourse but to beg off the small change and stale bread of those who rushed by, their only ambition to get enough for now. Beyond that, however, they had little clarity or hope for more. But when Bartimaeus heard that Jesus the healer was coming by, his heart leapt within him. Here was his chance for what he had never dared imagine: to spring from his dark prison and see the light of the Day Star. “Jesus,” he cried out, “have mercy on me!”

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s