Once upon a time there were 10 sickly men.
These men were treated as outcasts.
They were not allowed to be around everyone else.
Or to go anywhere other people went. No body contact. Heaven forbid.
Then one shining day, an answer to prayers, a manifestation of the dreams,
an answer to ridiculous hopes,
hope that made NO SENSE...
He came to their town!
They cried out desperately!
"Have mercy on us!"
And of course, He DID!
He told them to go to temple and show themselves to the priests
(as was their custom, their healing would have to be verified)
As they obeyed, they all became healed!
Oh Joy unspeakable!
And NINE of the ten kept right on going...
Imagine "Hey, cool, wow! I can't wait to go find a woman!"
And "Me, I am going to my family's"!
And so on, and so on, the nine went through their dreamed of happily ever after recital.
But, the 1, the 1 out 10!
He went back to Jesus. He threw himself at his feet.
He gave him thanks outrageously,
since he WAS indeed blessed outrageously.
Jesus said, "Were there not 10?
Well, that's Ok,
YOU - YOUR faith has made you WHOLE!"
(paraphrased from Luke 17:12-19)
I wanna be the 1 out 10!
How about you?