I remember a time I worked on a school project for one of my children. At its conclusion they grabbed the project and ran from the house to catch the bus. There was no time for thanks, no time for gratitude.

When Christ healed the ten lepers, only one came back to give thanks. He asked of the leper, ®Were there not ten cleansed? but where are the nine?®

In a society that grows increasingly hectic, how often do we run from the house without stopping to thank Him? This one leper reminds me that there is always time for thanks, always time for gratitude.
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I remember a time I worked on a school project for one of my children. At its conclusion they grabbed the project and ran from the house to catch the bus. There was no time for thanks, no time for gratitude.

When Christ healed the ten lepers, only one came back to give thanks. He asked of the leper, ®Were there not ten cleansed? but where are the nine?®

In a society that grows increasingly hectic, how often do we run from the house without stopping to thank Him? This one leper reminds me that there is always time for thanks, always time for gratitude.