In his humanity, Jesus revealed that he was a man of like feelings and emotions as you and I. He was a man of sensibility and he clearly revealed how he felt on many occasions.
We see his anger in the Temple Court as he drives out the money changers and the animal merchants. We witness his compassion as He heals the sick and lame. We recognize his shear joy when in the company of children. We see his frustration and impatience with his disciples when they were slow to learn. His grief over the death of His dear friend Lazerath is obvious to everyone. His love for Mary and Martha B Lazerath=s sisters B was genuine.
In our text, we see another emotion. I think we witness a genuine hurt over the ingratitude of nine men who failed to show the slightest appreciation for what he had done for them. Jesus had healed them of the most dreaded disease of the day. Only one comes back to say "thank you".
I have felt for a long time that one of the particular temptations for Christians is the danger of getting accustomed to God's blessings. Like the world traveler who has been everywhere and seen everything, the Christian is in danger of taking his or her blessings for granted and getting so accustomed to them that they fail to excite us.
We have grown accustomed to our blessings. The result is that too man Christians have become thankless Christians.
The Apostle Paul, in his letter to the church at Thessalonica, encourages the Thessalonian believers to be a thankful people. They are to ". . . give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus" (1 Thess. 5:18). Ever wonder what God's will for your life is? Well, hear is one. Be thankful!
If God rated our sins—which He doesn't—but is He rated our sins as either "big" sins or "little" sins, I'm sure that He would rate ingratitude as one of the "biggies."
1Cor. 15:57 "But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ."
I meant to go back, but you may guess
I was filled with amazement I cannot express
To think that after those horrible years,
That passion of loathing and passion of fears,
By sores unendurable B eaten, defiled ‑‑
My flesh was as smooth as the flesh of a child.
I was drunken with joy; I was crazy with glee;
I scarcely could walk and I scarcely could see,
For the dazzle of sunshine were all had been black;
But I meant to go back,‑‑oh I meant to go back!
I had thought to return, when my people came out.
There were tears of rejoicing and laughter and shout;
They embraced me,‑‑for years I had not known a kiss;
Ah, the pressure of lip is an exquisite bliss!
They crowded around me, they filled the whole place;
They looked at my feet and my hands and my face;
My children were there, my glorious wife,
And all the forgotten allurements of life.
My cup was so full I seemed nothing to lack!
But I meant to go back, -- oh I meant to go back!
Have you maybe meant to go back to God and thank Him for all the blessings you have received in your life? Have you learned to thank Him in every situation and circumstance? If not, you need to come and spend some time this morning at the alter pouring your thanks out to God.
Rudyard Kipling was a great writer and poet whose writings we have all enjoyed. Unlike many old writers, Kipling was one of the few who had opportunity to enjoy his success while he lived. He also made a great deal of money at his trade.
One time a newspaper reporter came up to him and said, "Mr. Kipling, I just read that somebody calculated that the money you make from your writings amounts to over a hundred dollars a word; Mr. Kipling raised his eyebrows and said, "Really, I certainly wasn't aware of that." The reporter cynically reached down into his pocket and pulled out a one hundred dollar bill and gave it to Kipling and said, "Here's a hundred dollar bill, Mr. Kipling. Now, you give me one of your hundred dollar words." Mr. Kipling looked at that hundred dollar bill for a moment, took it and folded it up and put it in his pocket and said, "Thanks."
He's right! The word thanks is certainly a hundred dollar word. In fact, I would say it is more like a million dollar word. It's one word that is too seldom heard and too rarely spoken and too often forgotten. If we would all adopt an attitude of thanksgiving into our lives ‑ our lives would be changed. We would savor each day.