On the way to Jerusalem Jesus was going through the region between Samaria and Galilee. As he entered a village, ten lepers approached him. Keeping their distance, they called out, saying, “Jesus, Master, have mercy on us!” When he saw them, he said to them, “Go and show yourselves to the priests.” And as they went, they were made clean. Then one of them, when he saw that he was healed, turned back, praising God with a loud voice. He prostrated himself at Jesus’ feet and thanked him. And he was a Samaritan.
Then Jesus asked, “Were not ten made clean? But the other nine, where are they? Was none of them found to return and give praise to God except this foreigner?” Then he said to him, “Get up and go on your way; your faith has made you well.”
New Revised Standard Version, copyright 1989, by the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved. USCCB approved. http://www.usccb.org/bible/approved-translations
Lepers in Jesus time were ostracized and made to live outside of the community. If anyone approached them, they had to shout out, “Unclean! Unclean!” How lonely and isolated they must have felt. It had to have been emotionally painful to announce that you were an outcast. When the lepers were healed, I can only imagine the relief and joy they would have felt. The healing did not just cure their leprosy. Now they were no longer outcasts.
But only one remembered to come back to thank Jesus and to praise God.
As I examine my life, I know that there have been times when I have been late in expressing my thanks to God for the many blessing in my life. I am more like the other nine lepers who forget to offer their gratitude.
Let us open our eyes to the many blessings we receive each day and not delay in giving praise and thanks to God.
—Margaret Horner earned a Master of Pastoral Studies degree from St. Francis de Sales Seminary. She currently serves as the Director of Liturgy at Gesu Parish, Milwaukee, WI.
In the comfort of your love, I pour out to you, my Savior, the memories that haunt me, the fears that stifle me, the sickness that prevails upon me, and the frustration of all the pain that weaves about within me.
Lord, help me to see your peace in my turmoil, your compassion in my sorrow, your forgiveness in my weakness, and your love in my need. Touch me, O Lord, with your healing and strength. To you, dear God, be all thanks and glory!
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