Yesterday's Gospel reading, from Luke 17:11-19, continues to be in my thoughts and prayers on a gorgeous Columbus Day in New England. I ruminated on it all last week and preached a sermon on it this weekend (three times) but in many ways it's the kind of text that speaks for itself, and so it is the text itself that I am posting here--as much to remind myself as anyone else of the importance of gratitude to the spiritual life. It goes like this:
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.
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