Happy International Coffee Day! It’s a wonderful wide-eyed day when all coffee drinkers all
around the world – tall and short, black and white, purists and add-on-ists
unite over their common affection, attraction and, let’s be honest, addiction
to the java juice.
We know who we are and are proud of it.
Since my blog is called Second Cup of Coffee, it occurred to me that this might be a good day to reflect
a bit on the origin of the blog’s name.
In order to do that, we have to do some detective work.
There is an interesting story in the Gospel of Mark (Mark 8:22-26) which describes Jesus healing a blind man.
They came to Bethsaida.
And they brought a blind man to Jesus and implored Him to touch him. Taking the blind man by the hand, He brought
him out of the village; and after spitting on his eyes and laying His
hands on him, He asked him, “Do you see anything?” And he looked
up and said, “I see men, for I see them like trees, walking
around.” Then again He laid His hands on his eyes; and he looked intently
and was restored, and began to see everything clearly.
I don’t know about you, but I find this a rather unusual
miracle.
Not only Jesus seems to go through a lot of trouble with
this guy, implementing some unorthodox healing techniques, but the healing
itself actually takes place in two installments!
For years I wrecked my brain over this ‘botched’
miracle. I am not an eye specialist, but
I couldn’t help but wonder whether this man was just a bit too much for Jesus to
handle? A particularly difficult case
that required extra effort even for the Son of God?
But in other places we see Jesus saying a word – or even
without a word – doing these amazing faith-feats, not just with blind, sick,
deaf, mute, demon-possessed and crazy people but also with DEAD people.
So, why did He ‘fail’ to deliver a flawless miracle in one
fell swoop this time around?
Why did this man require the second touch of Jesus?
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