What Jesus Did For Me

Have you ever stopped to think about how little we understand some of the things we rely on every day?

Take a light switch, for example. Most of us don’t know how the electricity gets from a power plant to that little switch on the wall—but we flip it anyway, and the lights come on. Or Wi-Fi—how is it even possible that invisible signals can float through the air and connect us to the entire world? I couldn’t explain it if I tried. Same with a car engine—I turn the key, it starts, and I drive. I don’t need a degree in electrical engineering or auto mechanics to benefit from them. I just have to trust that they work—and they do.

Now, that brings us to a story in John 9. There’s a man who was born blind. Jesus heals him—gives him sight for the very first time in his life. And suddenly, everyone’s asking questions: “How did this happen?” “Who did this?” “What are your credentials?” They want theological answers, scientific explanations, religious proof.

But the man doesn’t give a sermon. He doesn’t quote Scripture or explain the mechanics of a miracle. He just says:

“I don’t know how it happened. All I know is this: I was blind, and now I see.”

That’s it. That’s his story. Simple. Real. Life-changing.

And that’s the tone I want to set today:

You don’t need a perfect testimony.

You don’t need to have all the answers.

You don’t need a dramatic backstory or a polished presentation.

All you need is a real encounter with Jesus. And if your life has been changed—even just a little—your story matters.

Let’s dive into this together.

Go to John 9, beginning at verse 1.

John 9:1–25 NIV

1 As he went along, he saw a man blind from birth. 2 His disciples asked him, “Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?” 3 “Neither this man nor his parents sinned,” said Jesus, “but this happened so that the works of God might be displayed in him. 4 As long as it is day, we must do the works of him who sent me. Night is coming, when no one can work. 5 While I am in the world, I am the light of the world.” 6 After saying this, he spit on the ground, made some mud with the saliva, and put it on the man’s eyes. 7 “Go,” he told him, “wash in the Pool of Siloam” (this word means “Sent”). So the man went and washed, and came home seeing. 8 His neighbors and those who had formerly seen him begging asked, “Isn’t this the same man who used to sit and beg?” 9 Some claimed that he was. Others said, “No, he only looks like him.” But he himself insisted, “I am the man.” 10 “How then were your eyes opened?” they asked. 11 He replied, “The man they call Jesus made some mud and put it on my eyes. He told me to go to Siloam and wash. So I went and washed, and then I could see.” 12 “Where is this man?” they asked him. “I don’t know,” he said. 13 They brought to the Pharisees the man who had been blind. 14 Now the day on which Jesus had made the mud and opened the man’s eyes was a Sabbath. 15 Therefore the Pharisees also asked him how he had received his sight. “He put mud on my eyes,” the man replied, “and I washed, and now I see.” 16 Some of the Pharisees said, “This man is not from God, for he does not keep the Sabbath.” But others asked, “How can a sinner perform such signs?” So they were divided. 17 Then they turned again to the blind man, “What have you to say about him? It was your eyes he opened.” The man replied, “He is a prophet.” 18 They still did not believe that he had been blind and had received his sight until they sent for the man’s parents. 19 “Is this your son?” they asked. “Is this the one you say was born blind? How is it that now he can see?” 20 “We know he is our son,” the parents answered, “and we know he was born blind. 21 But how he can see now, or who opened his eyes, we don’t know. Ask him. He is of age; he will speak for himself.” 22 His parents said this because they were afraid of the Jewish leaders, who already had decided that anyone who acknowledged that Jesus was the Messiah would be put out of the synagogue. 23 That was why his parents said, “He is of age; ask him.” 24 A second time they summoned the man who had been blind. “Give glory to God by telling the truth,” they said. “We know this man is a sinner.” 25 He replied, “Whether he is a sinner or not, I don’t know. One thing I do know. I was blind but now I see!”

As Jesus passed by, He saw a man blind from birth. His disciples assumed the man’s blindness was due to sin—either his or his parents’. But Jesus explained that it wasn’t anyone’s fault; rather, the man’s condition was an opportunity for God’s power to be revealed. Jesus healed him by making mud with His saliva, placing it on the man’s eyes, and telling him to wash in the Pool of Siloam. The man obeyed—and returned with sight.

His neighbors were astonished and debated whether he was really the same man. He confirmed, “I am the man,” and testified simply that “the man they call Jesus” healed him.

When questioned by the Pharisees—especially because the healing took place on the Sabbath—the man again explained what happened. The Pharisees were divided: some accused Jesus of breaking the law, others were amazed that a supposed sinner could perform such a miracle. The man boldly said, “He is a prophet.”

Still not satisfied, the religious leaders questioned the man’s parents, who confirmed he had been blind but avoided taking sides out of fear. So they questioned the man again, pressing him to call Jesus a sinner. But he gave the now-famous reply:

“Whether he is a sinner or not, I don’t know. One thing I do know: I was blind but now I see.”

He didn’t Know Everything but Knew What Jesus Did

You do not have to have a theology degree to share your testimony, you just have to be honest and gracious.

Imagine someone who was deathly ill—struggling every day, no hope in sight. Then one day, a doctor prescribes a treatment. They take it, and slowly, miraculously, they begin to heal. They feel stronger, healthier, alive again.

Now—do they need a medical degree to tell people what happened?

Of course not.

They don’t explain the biology, the chemistry, or how the treatment works on a cellular level.

They just say, “I was sick. I took this. Now I’m better.”

And that’s exactly how it works with Jesus.

You don’t need a theology degree or a perfect testimony. You just need a real encounter—and a willingness to say,

“I was broken… I met Jesus… now I’m changed.”

Just like the blind man in John 9—you don’t need to understand everything to share something. Just tell your story.

The people that you talk to are more impacted by your transformation than they are by your explanation.

Faith Grows Through Storytelling

We didn’t read the whole story. I stopped at verse 25. The story continues throughout chapter 9. The more this man repeats his story, the more his faith grows. The more he talks about what Jesus did for him, the more he falls in love with Jesus. Look at how his relationship with Jesus grows each time as he tells his story.

In Verse 11 he says…

John 9:11 NIV

11 He replied, “The man they call Jesus made some mud and put it on my eyes. He told me to go to Siloam and wash. So I went and washed, and then I could see.”

He called Jesus, the man. Then later he is talking to the Pharisees in verse 17.

John 9:17 NIV

17 Then they turned again to the blind man, “What have you to say about him? It was your eyes he opened.” The man replied, “He is a prophet.”

And then near the end of the chapter in verse 38, in a conversation with Jesus, he says.

John 9:38 NIV

38 Then the man said, “Lord, I believe,” and he worshiped him.

Your story is a seed of faith, not only for others, but also for you. Every time you tell your story, your confidence in God grows. You remember what Jesus did for you. You remember the places He brought you out of. You remember the person that you were before you met Jesus.

The man in our story was blind from birth and in one encounter with Jesus, his life was changed forever.

Faith isn’t just what we believe, it’s what we declare.

It is so important that you practice sharing your story. Your story is a powerful tool for you to use in your spiritual walk. The more you tell your story, the more your faith will grow inside of you.

I told you last week that your story is like a seed, you will never see the fruit from it until that seed is planted. You have to tell your story.

Others Believe When You’re Authentic

Look at verse 8 again.

John 9:8 NIV

8 His neighbors and those who had formerly seen him begging asked, “Isn’t this the same man who used to sit and beg?”

This man didn’t pretend to be perfect. They could see his transformation. His transformation was visible. No one could deny what God had done. This man was genuine about his faith.

When you are authentic, it opens the hearts of those that are needing to hear your Story. People don’t trust perfection, they trust honesty.

There’s an old story about a woman who carried water every day from a stream to her home using two clay pots—one on each end of a pole balanced across her shoulders.

One of the pots was perfect. The other had a crack. By the time the woman reached her house, the cracked pot had leaked out half the water.

This went on for years. The perfect pot was proud of its performance. The cracked pot, ashamed, finally apologized one day:

“I’m so sorry. I lose so much of the water you work hard to carry.”

But the woman smiled and said,

“Have you noticed the flowers along your side of the path? I planted seeds there, knowing your crack would water them each day. Your flaw has brought beauty I couldn’t have grown without you.”

Here’s the truth: God isn’t looking for perfect people—He’s looking for willing ones.

Even with our cracks, our wounds, our imperfections—He still carries His living water through us.

And more than that—it’s often those very cracks that let His grace pour out to others.

So don’t hide your brokenness. It’s what makes you relatable. It’s where God does His best work.

Your past doesn’t disqualify you—it empowers your witness when redeemed by Jesus.

Let’s bring this series to a close. For the past four weeks, I have been talking to you about the importance of your story. The story of how Jesus changed your life. It is important for you to tell your story.

What’s your “I was blind but now I see” moment?

You may not have all the answers. You might not be able to explain the theology behind salvation, the science behind healing, or the mystery of God’s grace. But if Jesus has touched your life—you have a story.

And your story has power.

It has the power to remind you of what God has done…

It has the power to plant seeds of faith in someone else…

And it has the power to glorify Jesus every time you tell it.

You don’t need to be polished—just real.

You don’t need to be perfect—just available.

Like the blind man, maybe your only testimony right now is, “I don’t understand it all… but I know I was blind, and now I see.”

That’s enough. That’s more than enough.

Because transformation speaks louder than explanation.

And maybe you’re here today and you haven’t had that encounter yet. Maybe your story’s still in the broken chapter. Maybe your life feels like that cracked pot—leaky, unworthy, overlooked.

But today, Jesus is passing by.

Just like He saw the blind man, He sees you.

And He’s not asking you to clean yourself up first—He’s just asking you to respond in faith.

Altar Call:

So, if you’re here this morning and you need a life-changing encounter with Jesus—if you need your story to shift—this is your moment.

Maybe you need healing.

Maybe you need freedom from shame.

Maybe you just need to know that God sees you and loves you.

If you’re ready to say, “I want Jesus to change my story,” I want to invite you to come forward. Right now.

You don’t have to explain it all. Just bring your brokenness, your blindness, your cracks—and let Jesus do what only He can do.

While those are coming, let me talk to those of you who’ve already been changed by Jesus—this week, I challenge you to share your story.

Ask God to show you one person who needs to hear what Jesus has done for you. I want you to invite them out for coffee, ask them to go to lunch, or just invite them to come to church with your next Sunday.

Your story is someone else’s breakthrough waiting to happen.

Let’s not just believe the gospel—let’s share it. Let’s live it. Let’s declare it.

Because someone out there needs your story to find their Savior.