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Mark 10:48 “...and many rebuked him, telling him to be silent. But he cried out all the more, “Son of David, have mercy on me!” Let’s set this up. Earlier in this story, Bartimaeus was begging for healing from Jesus. He was in Jericho, Jesus was on His traveling through and the crowed was following. Bartimaeus was a blind beggar and he was desperate. And when we mean desperate he was desperate. But wouldn’t you be? I mean what is the likelihood of Jesus coming to your town? Jesus passed by, and Bartimaeus was not going to pass up this opportunity. He did not want to just have Jesus pass by. He knew, he knew that this was his only chance that Jesus was coming by. So with all his strength he shouted for Jesus. He did not care, he was not ashamed, he called up at the top of his lungs for the savior to stop and hear him. And Jesus did. Sometimes I think life takes us in directions where we become desperate like this. But often times, I settle. I settle in on life that is expe