The Tenth Leper

November 23, 2009 — 1 Comment

When I was growing up, my parents drilled into me the need to write thank you notes. After every Christmas, I had to sit down at the dining room table with some stationary and wrack my brain for something halfway eloquent to thank my grandparents for the gifts they had given to me. It was an often painful experience because even as a child, I knew that ‘thanks for the x’ was a little too brief. But the lesson stuck and I tried to instill the same value into my kids [though perhaps not as strictly as my parents did.]

And now that I’m adult, I find that I like getting thank you notes myself, no matter how brief. When I don’t get a note, especially if I’ve mailed the present, I’m left with a niggling worry whether or not the person actually received it. And it always makes me feel good when someone takes the time to tell me they appreciated something I did.

I don’t think God is any different this way. A couple of years ago, I started to keep a running list of things I’m thankful for. Every few days or weeks, I’ll jot down the good things I’ve experienced and how God has been working. I’m often surprised at how much I have to be thankful for. And I’ve discovered it’s great to be able to go back over the list from time to time and review how God has been faithful and all the good things He has given to me. Because it’s easy for me to forget.

That’s one reason I loved seeing these ‘thank you’ plaques in a cathedral in Paris. I haven’t done this yet in my house, but I think it would be a nice visual reminder of my thanks. It’s like the leper who came back to thank Jesus for healing him. Ten were healed, but only one came back to say thank you. [Luke 17:11-19]. May I be like the tenth leper.

Thanks God for all You do for me and all You give to me.
Thanks for:
an afternoon in the sun
Skype and webcam
hot chocolate
lemon tea
the Word
a good week of work
my church
good worship
Manifest Presence by Jack Hayford


One response to The Tenth Leper


    I am TERRIBLE, HOPELESS at thank you notes and as a result, always feel horribly guilty when I receive one. I think (hope!) I'm quite good at saying thanks though! I know I am thankful.I love those plaques. We saw something like that at a tiny church in the Alps that was saved through a landslide; people sheltered there when their village was destroyed. I wish I had pics of it. I can't remember the name of the town.But I'm extra thankful for something tonight! :) Tell you later.

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