The Gospel Today
Thirtieth Sunday in Ordinary Time
As Jesus was leaving Jericho with his disciples and a sizable crowd,
Bartimaeus, a blind man, the son of Timaeus,
sat by the roadside begging.
On hearing that it was Jesus of Nazareth,
he began to cry out and say,
“Jesus, son of David, have pity on me.”
And many rebuked him, telling him to be silent.
But he kept calling out all the more,
“Son of David, have pity on me.”
Jesus stopped and said, “Call him.”
So they called the blind man, saying to him,
“Take courage; get up, Jesus is calling you.”
He threw aside his cloak, sprang up, and came to Jesus.
Jesus said to him in reply, “What do you want me to do for you?”
The blind man replied to him, “Master, I want to see.”
Jesus told him, “Go your way; your faith has saved you.”
Immediately he received his sight
and followed him on the way.
Reflection (Sem. Carmelo V. Pocdol)
How many times have I been like Bartimaeus when he said, “Jesus, Son of David, have pity on me” and “Master, I want to see!”
Such question made me reflect on the many times I became dependent on God. In the most difficult times of my life, what I pray for is the of help of God. I remember the moment when we needed to abandon our house on the midnight of December 16, 2011, when Iligan City was struck by Typhoon “Sendong.”
When my family and my relatives who sought refuge with us eventually left our house, I was the last person to step out. Upon closing the door, I prayed to God that He will help us in going to a safer place, considering the children and women in our group since flood water was already almost waist-high.
God is so good that my cousin was able to get a jeepney and I instructed them that women and children should leave first and find a safer ground. Together with my uncles, I was left behind to make sure that no one was left behind. However, we needed to also leave our place as the flood got higher. We were five minutes late when we arrived in the place where the last vehicle that would bring us to safer ground was. It already left, hence we needed to walk several kilometers to reach the designated area for our safety.
After the ordeal, we all reached the school where I work then and spent the rest of the night there, safe and spared from the wrath of flood which claimed hundreds of human lives. I saw the greatness of God as He restored our lives!
As I pursue my priestly vocation through the seminary formation, it will always be the same prayer that I will be uttering, “Jesus Christ, have pity on me and let me see the work of your hands.” Despite the challenges, and by praying such, may I be more dependent on God and on His grace!