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.”
The ten men stood along the road, hoping for someone passing by to have a bit of mercy on them and maybe give them some money; they needed to beg in order to survive. But these ten couldn’t just stand up close to the road, maybe by a traffic signal with a little handwritten cardboard sign trying to evoke compassion or at least pity. According to the religious Law, as lepers – people who had any one of a number of contagious skin diseases, not necessarily just what we call leprosy today – they weren’t allowed to live in town with other people. They had to live outside of the towns and cities, in a kind of quarantine, or even exile. Beyond being medically contagious, they were also considered ritually unclean, and anyone who came into contact with them also became ritually unclean. So even as the ten stood along the road, they had to yell out “Unclean! Unclean!” to warn anyone coming along. And if, by the slimmest of chances, any of them ever did actually get better, they needed to present themselves to the priest to verify that they were healed and ritually clean before they could re-enter society.
So on this particular day, Jesus was traveling along the road, and as he approached they started calling out to him, seeking mercy, whether that was actually physical healing or maybe just some money dropped in their cup. And we heard the story. Jesus tells the ten to go show themselves to the priest, as if they’d already been healed. But as Luke tells the story, they apparently weren’t healed immediately, on the spot; it was only once they were on their way to the priest that they were healed – so they must have been confused at first by what Jesus had told them to do, but they trusted him and did what he said. And somewhere along the way, they discovered that they actually had been healed.
It must have been an amazing thing. It would have been like they’d been given a completely new life. You can just imagine how excited they must have been; how big a hurry they would have been in to get to the priest, and be given the OK – clean scan, Cancer-Free, HIV Undetectable, whatever the modern analogy might be.
But in the excitement of that moment, and the rush they must have felt to get to the priest, one of them – and only one – took the time to run back to find Jesus, to give praise to God, and to thank Jesus for what he’d done. And to make it more staggering, this one man who took the time and effort to express his gratitude was a Samaritan, of all things. This one, whose actions Jesus complimented, was a member of a despised minority. Samaritans were religious and ethnic “half-breeds;” a population arising from Jews who had disobeyed the religious Law and intermarried with Gentiles, and when they even did worship the God of the Jews, did so in a way that the Jews considered heresy. Imagine Jesus holding up one of those people as a model to emulate.
I can’t tell you how many times in my own life I’ve gotten caught up in the moment and not expressed gratitude when I should have, whether to another person or to God. As I said in our weekly email, it wasn’t ever malicious, but was more just oblivious neglect. Sometimes, I might not have realized I’d done it until years later, and when I realized what I’d done, I’d try to find a way to make amends for it – better late than never, I suppose. The most troubling cases were where I couldn’t make amends to a person I owe gratitude to, because they’re no longer here.
We talk about gratitude a lot in the church, and how important gratitude to God is in the deepening and broadening of our faith. Part of that is just the recognition and identification of how we’ve been blessed, and that it’s God who’s deserving of gratitude for those blessings. In our weekly email, I mentioned someone who intentionally takes time at the end of each day to stop and recognize how we was blessed, and what he was grateful for that day; to write about them in his Gratitude Journal, and to take the time to thank God for those blessings. I think that’s a very good spiritual discipline.
But another important part of gratitude in our lives of faith is to recognize that it isn’t just a feeling or emotion. Gratitude needs to lead to an action, something concrete. Having a spirit of gratitude will lead us to do some thing, to show that gratitude in the most acceptable way – by sharing, extending, the love that’s embedded within whatever it is that we’re grateful for, outward. God blesses us because God loves us, and God wants us to show gratitude for that love and those blessings by reaching out and loving others in the same way.
I’m going to do something now that preachers rarely do: I’m going to shut up, and not say anything for the next two minutes. During that time, I’d like you to take the notecard that you got this morning. And on one side of the card, I want you to list, just in bullet form, maybe just a single word or two for each, the top seven or eight things in your life that you’re most grateful to God for. And I want you to really try to get to seven or eight of them, so you’ll have to get down past the top three or four that come to mind quickly for all of us. OK, you’ve got two minutes – Go…
OK, time. Congratulations; you’ve just started your own Gratitude Journal. Now here’s the next step: on the other side of that card, just jot down, and again, just a word or two for each idea, ways that you think you might be able to show gratitude for your list of things in some concrete way or ways. OK, ready? Go…
OK, time’s up. Now I’d like you to take that card and put it in your wallet or your purse, fold it in half and carry it around in your pocket, whatever it takes, but carry it around with you this coming week. Try to take it out at least once a day, and look at your list of things you’re grateful for. In those moments, ask if now that you’ve thought about it, what else might you add to that list? And look at the list of things you might do to express your gratitude to God. Are you doing any of those things? Are there other ways that you’ve thought of that might be a good idea? And then take a few moments out of your busy day, and give God thanks for the things on that list, and ask for the ability to do some of those concrete things you wrote down.
Whatever you wrote on either side of your card, remember that our gratitude – both the feeling of thankfulness, and whatever concrete action that arises from it – all arises out of God’s unchanging, unending love for us. The love that Jesus showed to the ten lepers on the road that day, even to the half-breed Samaritan heretic, is the very same love that he shows to you, and to me, today and always.
Thanks be to God.