Many times I have been certain of something, only to see proof later that I was wrong. Like when I was sure the restaurant we ate at in a city we visited was called one thing, only to see a photo of us with the sign in the background saying something else entirely. Or when I exited an elevator absolutely certain that my hotel room was to the left, and found out as I walked past the room numbers that I had it completely backwards.

When I was younger, it was jarring to be so wrong, after feeling so sure. Now, it’s happened enough, it’s less of a shock.

Seeing is believing, they say.

“Jesus answered, ‘You have seen him; in fact, he is the one speaking with you.’ ‘I believe, Lord!’ he said, and he worshiped him.” (John‬ ‭9‬:‭37‬-‭38‬, ‭CSB‬‬)

Jesus healed a man who was born blind. I wonder how many things he saw, realizing he’d been wrong about them in his imagination. Sunsets, people’s faces, colors, musical instruments…

One thing he discovered he was wrong about was Jesus. When the Pharisees asked him who had dared to heal him on the sabbath, the man called Jesus a prophet. Jesus later tracked the man down to make sure he knew who really healed him. The Messiah. God Himself in human form.

The man saw and believed.

Maybe you are skeptical of Jesus. You could be wrong about Him. One day you, and everyone else, will get to see. Don’t wait for that jarring moment to believe.

Dear God, thank you for revealing yourself to me in so many ways as I have sought you. Thank you for opening my eyes to see you. I believe! Thank you for your love and your salvation.