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Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia

I am the good shepherd,
my sheep listen to my voice,
and they become
one flock and one fold.

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia

Mark 10, 46-52

They reached Jericho; and as he left Jericho with his disciples and a great crowd, Bartimaeus -- that is, the son of Timaeus -- a blind beggar, was sitting at the side of the road.

When he heard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to shout and cry out, 'Son of David, Jesus, have pity on me.'

And many of them scolded him and told him to keep quiet, but he only shouted all the louder, 'Son of David, have pity on me.'

Jesus stopped and said, 'Call him here.' So they called the blind man over. 'Courage,' they said, 'get up; he is calling you.'

So throwing off his cloak, he jumped up and went to Jesus.

Then Jesus spoke, 'What do you want me to do for you?' The blind man said to him, 'Rabbuni, let me see again.'

Jesus said to him, 'Go; your faith has saved you.' And at once his sight returned and he followed him along the road.


Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia

I give you a new commandment,
that you love one another.

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia

For those coming from modern-day Trans-Jordan, Jericho is the city through which they enter Israel. It is the second to last leg of Jesus’ journey to Jerusalem. Outside the city (that is, outside of life and consideration), there is a blind man, Bartimaeus, who has always been begging there. Upon hearing that Jesus is passing by, he cries out, with all his voice, his desperation. The crowd, cruel as it often is, tries to get him to be quiet. And, maybe even the disciples join the crowd, letting themselves be carried away by the majority’s behaviour. Besides, the poor and weak are always bothersome. But there is no other hope for Bartimaeus, and so he does not stop shouting, yelling even louder to make himself heard by the young prophet from Nazareth. Jesus hears his cry, is moved by his prayer, stops, and has someone call for him. Upon hearing that Jesus is calling him, Bartimaeus leaps to his feet and starts to run towards him, even if he still cannot see. All he needs to move is to listen to those words: he obeys them and gets to Jesus. He still cannot see, but that friendly voice speaks to his heart and suddenly the blind man feels his sight return. Blessed are the eyes of Bartimaeus that saw Jesus’ face as soon as they opened. Without even waiting an instant, he begins to follow him, just as the disciples did. His story is the story of every disciple.