In that wonderful passage of Scripture in Luke 17, Jesus meets a group of men, all of whom are lepers. In that day, having leprosy was a difficult thing with which to deal. Being a leper was even more difficult because they were the scourge of society and even family. They were ostracized, ignored, and above all, kept at a safe distance, but Jesus met these ten men and did a remarkable thing. He healed every one of them, restored their lives to wholeness, and sent them on to the priests to be examined. As they went, they realized what had happened and certainly were filled with joy.
One of the ten turned back to go and find Jesus. When he found Him, his joy turned into total praise and adoration. Then Jesus asked him, “Were there not ten?” (Luke 17:17) Knowing that there were, He asked, “Where are the nine?” (Luke 17:17) As that thanksgiving text again and again flows through our minds (and not just during Thanksgiving season), I often reflect on the fact that I want to be numbered among the one who gave thanks, not the nine who didn’t.
As we come to Thanksgiving, I just want to give thanks. The line from old song we used to sing, Count your many blessings, name them one by one, and it will surprise you what the Lord has done, is only inaccurate in that it will astound you what the Lord has done. Stop and begin to think of all the things God has done for you for which you can give thanks. I invite you to walk with me as we take to heart that simple word – thanks – and join with me as I reflect on people, things, and events for which I give thanks.