Forsaken But Not Forgotten (1): A Grin On The Inside

I’m writing this piece to tell someone that though we may be temporarily forsaken, none of us is ultimately forgotten in life. For regardless of how it seems, help is on the way.

Enjoy it!

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From investwisely.com

Mar 10:46 (KJV)  And they came to Jericho: and … blind Bartimaeus, the son of Timaeus, sat by the highway side begging.

Bartimaeus was terribly down.

Obviously.

Blind, broke, rejected, relegated and overlooked by the society, as though he never even existed- his case was pathetic indeed!

And so wretched was he that not even his name mattered. (As a matter of fact, his real name has left theologians confused till date- the bone of contention being the fact that Bartimaeus simply means Bar Timaeus i.e. the Son of Timaeus. They are even more puzzled by Mark’s repitition – ‘Bartimaeus the Son of Timaeus’…)

For, though extremely hopeless on the outside, Bartimaeus was full of life, health and optimism. Unknown to many, the guy sure had it all together within, and always had a big fat grin, as well as a song, plus a constant celebration going on inside him!

Worse still, the general public permitted him no true or real identity, and rather preferred to tag him with three things, namely: his father’s name, his cloak (a kind of himation- which historians believe was symbolic of a death sentence), and his condition.

Blind Bartimaeus!

Now that is the worst case of despondency!

However, Bartimaeus himself wasn’t hopeless.

The remarkable thing about this ‘wretched’ little beggar was the fact that even though people granted him no true audience, and were more comfortable with him being a non-entity: a blind, despondent and nameless beggar, there was much more to him that met their naked eyes!

For, though extremely hopeless on the outside, Bartimaeus was full of life, health and optimism. Unknown to many, the guy sure had it all together within, and always had a big fat grin, as well as a song, plus a constant celebration going on inside him!

As a matter of fact, he often mused about how his seemingly ‘miserable little’ life might just be fuller and far richer than that of an average ‘friend’ who reached out to help him in the neighborhood .

And “Hhhhhhhmmmmmm. Only time will tell!” he always concluded.

To be continued…

Funmi Adebayo © 2015

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