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Good Friday Reflections: Jesus' Funeral

by pastorjon

IMPORTANT NOTE: This is a piece of a longer writing project. You can view the entire project here: Good Friday Reflections: Jesus' Funeral

The following is a piece of writing submitted by pastorjon on March 23, 2008
"This is the third of five monologues written to explore the thoughts and feelings of Jesus' followers. The setting of the delivery is an imagined gathering of his followers sometime following his crucifixion and burial."

A Man Born Blind: A Good Friday Reflection

When I first met Jesus, all I heard were his followers--probably some of you--asking (rather rudely, I might add) who had sinned...me, or my parents...that caused me to be born blind? I suppose you thought I was deaf too?

Well... don't feel badly. I'm used to that sort of treatment. I've been a rather hot topic of conversation during most of my life. If the weather isn't interesting enough... if Rome hasn't offended us in some new way... if the Pharisees don't have some new sin to condemn-- then I always make for a good topic of conversation.

But Jesus wasn't quite like that. I heard something different in his voice than I heard in most voices. He was kind, and caring. And he spoke with authority--something about being the light of the world. Well... all my life, I'd felt the heat from the sun... but had never understood what it meant to live in the light. Until Jesus smeared that mud on my face and told me to go wash.

At first I thought he was just a nice man. But then, as the Pharisees continued to push me for answers, I realized that he was more than that--a prophet? a healer? a great teacher? a man from God? After all, no one had ever opened the eyes of one born blind.... He must have come from God.

Later that day, after I'd been kicked out of the synagogue, Jesus found me. He asked me, "Do you believe in the Son of Man?" Certainly, I wanted to believe--so I asked Jesus who he was--and he said that he was the Son of Man. I don't know much. I'm not smart... I haven't read the great books. I never went to school, and certainly never studied under one of the great Rabbis. But this one thing I do know--I once was blind, but now I see! And so I bowed down and worshipped him.

I know what some of you are thinking tonight--could he really be the Messiah? After all that happened yesterday and today, are you still willing to stake your life on the possibility that he's from God? You're afraid that you might be next--and so it might just be easier to disown him and go back to the way life was before Jesus came. Well... I'm not so smart... and I certainly don't understand much about Messiahs. But this one thing I do know... I once was blind, but now I see!

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