The ten lepers were standing outside the town, waiting for Jesus to pass by. There was already discord among them. “We cannot be certain that Jesus will come this way” one said, “and if he does, it is unlawful for us to approach him.” “We will shout for him to hear us”, the younger said. “And then what happens?” the first responded. “They say he is a man from God,” the one sat on a rock started, “that he is even the Messiah. We will plead for his mercy, if he is truly from God, he will have pity on us.”
Far off in the distance they noticed a small crowd of people walking on the path leading to the village. The younger leper said, “I don’t see anybody in this crowd who looks like the Messiah, isn’t it a group of peasants?” The crowd was approaching the town not noticing the lepers who were afar. The one sat on a rock stood up and looked at each of them intently. He said to the rest of the lepers, “Shout with me for Jesus to have pity on us”. They shouted, “Jesus, Master, have pity on us!” The small crowd walking on the path stopped and turned to the lepers, one of them replied “Go, show yourselves to the priests.”
There was a long pause. None of them said a word. Jesus knew their thoughts. Some were wondering “If he is the Messiah he would heal us, why does he tell us to go to the priests as if we were healed already? If we go to them and we’re not, they will chase us and the town people as well.” Some other thought “Is this man really the Messiah? He is travelling by foot and looks like an ordinary man.” But after a long pause, one of them turned in the direction of the temple and started walking. After a few steps, another followed, and another, and another. While all of them were walking towards the temple they were healed from their leprosy.
When the lepers who initiated the journey – the one who was sat on a rock – looked at his cleansed hands he wept. He turned round to see if Jesus was still there. When he saw him looking at them, he went to him shouting “Glory to God in the highest, I was cursed and now I am blessed!” As he was running to Jesus he could feel strength and endurance he had never experienced before, he sensed the touch of the wind and of the sun on his virgin skin and continued running to him with tears rolling down his cheeks until he finished his race at the feet of his Master. “Thank you my Lord, though I am a Samaritan and a leper you had pity on me and healed me.” Jesus looked at his disciples and asked them why only one leper returned, then he looked to him and said “Go, your faith has made you well.”