THE TENTH LEPER
Near his drawn out end on earth
Crushed in spirit
Broken in body
Thrown aside by the world as trash
Tossed onto the forgotten dung heap of humanity,
In the shadows
Always in the dark shadows
Seen but unseen,
Rejected even by family and friends,
During times that felt like ancient Job in suffering.
Light of the world dims more and more,
Body slowly, steadily wastes away before my own eyes.
Then, a man of divine mystery, a man of love walked by my life,
I called out His Name, He answered me,
A hand of love touched me,
From heaven and the invisible realm,
Place of pure and holy angels
And all that is truly clean and good,
The very hand that strokes the faces of newborn babies,
That hand touched me!
It was like a dream
One short step of faith followed, then another
Until we all looked and saw and realized,
We were healed, we were clean again!
Our lives given back, plus now much more,
We had become new!
As I ran back my heart fluttered
Overflowed with life and wonder and new joy,
In gladness and thanksgiving I fell before this One;
As a living sacrifice
All my life somehow an offering to Him.
As someone who was dead, will that was numb
Now given a new life
And raised up before my Healer,
To stand clean before my Lord,
To always honor first my God!