The gospel of the day, where Jesus heals the ten lepers and only one of them - a Samaritan, at that - returns to thank him for his cure, exudes of the theme of thanksgiving and gratitude. However, what struck me most in the passage is the faith of the ten lepers.
There are these ten men, lepers, outside the village. Ostracized. Marginalised. Not having anyone to whom they can meet or contact with. All that they ask Jesus as he passes is for the curse of leprosy to be take away. "Lord, have mercy!" And in reply all that Jesus says or does is "Go show yourselves to the priests!" And they go! Jesus did not offer them a long mantra for healing. Nor did he dole out any treatment by way of ointment or medicine. Just the instruction to show themselves to the priests. And what faith must these men have to obey his instruction right away. No one asks a question. Or a clarification. None asking him what will happen then. Or when will they be cured. Or even the basic doubt of 'will the priests see us in this leprous condition?' They just go!
Looking at my own life, I see it riddled with so many questions and doubts and concerns. That even after I receive answers, signs and solemn indicators, I've not moved much in the direction I'm asked to move!
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| The cleansing of the lepers - Bicol Peryodiko |
Looking at my own life, I see it riddled with so many questions and doubts and concerns. That even after I receive answers, signs and solemn indicators, I've not moved much in the direction I'm asked to move!
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