Let the blind man see

One day, William was walking on the street and he saw a blind man trying to cross the road.

He went up to help the blind man.

"Mister, let me help you cross the road," William said to him, held his hand and led him across the road.

When they had reached the other side of the road, William still held on to the blind man's hand. And though his hand was still sweating from nervousness, he managed to said to the blind man, "Mister, God loves you. He wants to heal you. I am a Christian, can I please pray for you?"

The blind man let go of William's hand and said, "I am born blind."

"It doesn't matter, God can heal you and He wants to give this healing to you."

"I am not a Christian."

"God loves you the same and still wishes to heal you, " said William, determined.

But the blind man said again, "Thank you, but I am not a Christian. I am of another religion."

"Would you rather choose religion over healing of sight?" William asked as the blind man stretched out his walking stick and turned to leave.

He stopped for a while, perhaps reconsidering... but then, to the disappointment of William, the blind man shook his head slowly and walked away.

As William stood there and reflected on what had just happened, he wondered if he was too insensitive to have uttered the last statement.

But then, he thought, even Christians sometimes would choose religion over healing.

Have we attended church on Sunday because our leaders expect us to be there, or do we genuinely want to go to church?

Have we given offerings with the intention that people would know we have given a large amount?

Have our lives become so busy we tell ourselves that we don't have time for God, hence we only pray on Sunday at church?

Have we observed any ceremonies or practices without observing it to the Lord?

Let the blind man see.