Luke 18:35-43
As Jesus approached Jericho
a blind man was sitting by the roadside begging,
and hearing a crowd going by, he inquired what was happening.
They told him,
“Jesus of Nazareth is passing by.”
He shouted, “Jesus, Son of David, have pity on me!”
The people walking in front rebuked him,
telling him to be silent,
but he kept calling out all the more,
“Son of David, have pity on me!”
Then Jesus stopped and ordered that he be brought to him;
and when he came near, Jesus asked him,
“What do you want me to do for you?”
He replied, “Lord, please let me see.”
Jesus told him, “Have sight; your faith has saved you.”
He immediately received his sight
and followed him, giving glory to God.
When they saw this, all the people gave praise to God.
Ang Pulubing Bulag ay Nakakita
Lucas 18: 35-43
Papalapit na siya sa Jerico. Nangyari, na may isang lalaking bulag na nakaupo sa tabi ng daan na namamalimos. Nang marinig niya ang maraming taong nagdadaan, tinanong niya kung ano ito. Sinabi nila sa kaniya: Si Jesus na taga-Nazaret ay dumadaan. Ang bulag ay sumigaw. Sinabi niya: Jesus, anak ni David, kahabagan mo ako.
Sinaway siya ng mga nauuna at pinatahimik ngunit lalo pa siyang sumigaw: Anak ni David, kahabagan mo ako.
Tumigil si Jesus at iniutos na dalhin siya sa kaniya. Sa paglapit ng bulag, tinanong siya ni Jesus: Ano ang ibig mong gawin ko sa iyo.
Sinabi niya: Panginoon, ibig kong makakita.
Sinabi ni Jesus sa kaniya: Makakita ka. Pinagaling ka ng iyong pananampalataya. Kaagad-agad, nakakita siya at sumunod sa kaniya na nagluluwalhati sa Diyos. Ang lahat ng mga taong nakakita ay nagpuri sa Diyos.
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I'm excited to share this Story of Faith with you:
A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar
from its hiding place in the closet. She poured the change out
on the floor and counted it carefully. Three times, even. The
total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.
Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on
the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6
blocks to Rexall's Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief
sign above the door.
She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some
attention but he was too busy at this moment.
Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise.
Nothing.
She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she
could muster
No good.
Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the
glass counter.
That did it!
"And what do you want?" the pharmacist asked in an annoyed
tone of voice. "I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I
haven't seen in ages," he said without waiting for a reply >> to
his question.
"Well, I want to talk to you about my brother," Tess answered
back in the same annoyed tone. "He's really, really sick...
and I want to buy a miracle."
''I beg your pardon?" said the pharmacist.
His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside >> his
head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So >> how
much does a miracle cost?"
"We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I
can't help you," the pharmacist said, softening a little.
"Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough,I
will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs."
The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He stooped
down and asked the little girl, "What kind of a miracle does
your brother need?"
I don't know," Tess replied with her eyes welling up. "I just
know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation.
But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money."
"How much do you have?" asked the man from Chicago.
"One dollar and eleven cents," Tess answered barely audibly.
And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I
need to."
"Well, what a coincidence," smiled the man. "A dollar and
>> eleven cents--- the exact price of a miracle for little
brothers. "
He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he
grasped her mitten and said "Take me to where you live. I want
to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have
the miracle you need."
That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon,
specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed
free of charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again
and doing well. Mom and Dad were happily talking about the
chain of events that had led them to this place.
"That surgery," her Mom whispered. "was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?"
Tess smiled.. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost...one dollar and eleven cents ..... plus the faith of a little child..
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