"Seeing is believing," so goes the old saying, yet from God's point of view, the very opposite is true. Believing brings spiritual vision, which clears the brain of fuzzy negative thinking. I've been thinking of the incident which took place as Jesus was on His way to Jerusalem, where He was to die. He knew this. A sense of urgency drove Him towards the Holy City. Jesus sensed that what would take place in Jerusalem was the very purpose for which He had come. What would happen was the main event of the ages. But as Jesus was leaving Jericho to take the road up to Jerusalem, He encountered a blind man—actually two of them—who cried out, "Have mercy on us, Son of David!" When Jesus heard this, He stopped. From a social standpoint, they weren't important. They really didn't count, but they counted with Jesus.