“… ten lepers met [Jesus]. They stood at a distance from him and raised their voice, saying, ‘Jesus, Master! Have pity on us!’ And when he saw them, he said, ‘Go show yourselves to the priests.’ As they were going, they were cleansed.”
(Luke 17:12-14)
O Lord, You see
and hear our distress.
You know our illness
better than we who
attempt to endure.
We call to You.
God of All,
You know us;
You discern
the purity of our hearts.
Even mustard-seed-sized
faith opens the world
of possibility.
You command: Go!
We put one foot
in front of the other,
and Lo!
We are healed.
What are your thoughts?