Jesus sure has a lot of adventures. I think I should travel with him for awhile.
I’d have all kinds of things to put on my blog.
Maybe I could pretend that His adventures were really mine.
What do you mean that wouldn’t work?
I bet I could do miracles if I tried.
I licked you ankle once and it got better.
Okay, I’ll listen to the story.
On His way to Jerusalem Jesus traveled along the border between Samaria and Galilee.
Is that a long ways away? Do I have to go all that way to have adventures with Jesus?
Maybe He could come over here.
I am listening.
As Jesus was going into a village, ten men who had leprosy met Him. They stood at a distance and called out in a loud voice, “Jesus, Master, have pity on us!”
Good thing they stayed at a distance. I bet Jesus didn’t want to catch leprosy from them.
Yes, I’m listening.
When Jesus saw them He said, “Go, show yourselves to the priests.”And as they went, they were cleansed.
One of them, when he saw he was healed, came back, praising God in a loud voice. He threw himself at Jesus’ feet and thanked him – and he was a Samaritan.
Was that like the good Samaritan?
What? The Jews didn’t like the Samaritans and Jesus was a Jew?
That Samaritan must have been pretty brave to come back.
Jesus asked the Samaritan, “Were not all ten cleansed? Where are the other nine? Was no one found to return and give praise to God except this foreigner?” Then He said to him, “Rise and go; your faith has made you well.”
I wonder if faith works for other things besides making people well.
I have faith that I will get treats.
If I close my eyes and say, “My faith has brought me treats,” will it work?
Hey! I don’t see any treats here.
My faith has brought me treats. My faith has brought me treats.