A Christian layman who was also an avid fan of the Cincinnati Reds baseball team once
agreed, several weeks in advance, to give a ten-minute testimony of his faith to a group of
new Christians taking a training class at his church. As it happened, the Reds ended up in
a major playoff game that night, and a friend offered him a ticket, free of charge. There
was, however, no way he could go to the game and still be present to give his testimony.
"Can't you get out of it?" his friend asked. "What's ten minutes?"
“And immediately he received his sight and followed him on the way.” (v. 52b)
Good morning whoever is out there.
I hope you boys and girls are here this morning. Since I can't see you, let me know if you are actually present. (have the children touch and/or speak and/or sing) (Humor works, like have the children repeat something silly like, “Good morning fantastic, awesome, most highest lord pastor/teacher”)
I remember going to a Lent group years ago, where the priest gave all us lay folk a piece of paper and a pen and asked us to write down what we knew about Jesus. He didn't want us to write down what we'd been told about Jesus or read about Jesus, but simply what we knew for ourselves from our own experience.
I ended up with a blank sheet of paper, but one person wrote, "I know that Jesus saves me." That led onto an interesting discussion along the lines of: saves you from something? Or for something?