As a Christian, miracle has been one word that has constantly resounded in my ears since infancy. First, the miracles by Jesus, and other miracles performed by his disciples as well as other early church fathers and ministers, were taught in Sunday schools.
Growing up, I came to realise how obsessed some of us are with miracles. It must be an interesting thing.
I hear the voice of the world in cries;
In tears that waste the eyes,
By faith, so vainly fed;
With a tyrant so cruel to put earth to death.
“Ah, helpless world!” said I;
“Ah, wretched world!” twice did I sadly cry;
“Ah, helpless world!” the north and south reply.
Bartimaeus is simple teaching us that before we go to Jesus, there are certain dirty clocks (hatred, envy, licentiousness, corruption, anger, pride, selfishness etc) in our lives that needs to be thrown away.
It is obvious that you can get to a certain state where you unconsciously don’t notice you have sinned, in one way or the other, because of your persistent act of kindness, compassion and love shown to humanity.
When you love someone and the person does not love you back, it can feel like your world is crushing down. The pain you experience is very real. It is even scientifically proven that rejection activates a pain-sensing neuron in the brain that physical pains do. There is little you can do, should you find yourself in such situation.