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Topic: RASH (04/12/18)
- TITLE: The Tenth Man
By Amy Gaudette
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Aaron pushed his protesting body up from the dusty ground. His hands itched, his feet throbbed. How could this have happened to me?, Once owning a thriving business in the marketplace,now owning nothing but a tattered tunic. Once a proud father and husband, now an outcast from his own family and friends.
Inside Aarons heart a war waged on. He wanted to shake his fist at Jehovah.How could He do this to me? But he would not. He must accept.
At the clatter of hooves, Aaron turned his gaze down the road. A well-dressed man approached on a donkey. Aaron knew what he must do. “Leper. Leper!” He called out.
The man looked at him in disgust as he passed by. “Then get off the road you worm.”
His words sliced like a knife. A worm. He was no longer a man, only a worm.
With legs that felt like wooden blocks he made his way back off the road and headed into the woods. If only God would take him. If only. . .
“Aaron! Aaron, wait for us.” Familiar voices stopped him. It was some of the men he knew from the leper colony.
“What news, Thomas?”
“Aaron, come with us. There is a man. A healer, in the village. Martha saw him herself. He healed a leper right in front of her. He actually touched him and he was healed.”
Thomas’s faith was contagious. Could it be? Was is possible?
They grabbed his arm and pulled him along. Hobbling, stumbling, and shuffling as fast as they could go, not giving a thought as to how ten lepers would get into the village when they arrived.
The men did not have to wait for long. Within minutes, they saw a large crowd heading out from the village towards them. They had been spotted.
Angry voices cried out. “Lepers. Scum. Leave us!”
Aaron stopped. He did not want trouble. He only wanted to see this man Jesus, to see if it could be true.
The crowd stopped as though an invisible barrier arose between them. No one spoke. Aaron watched as a man stepped out from among them. He did not hesitate as he walked with authority toward them.
Aaron froze. Does he mean harm?
Soon the man stood before them, his gaze lingering on each leper face, one by one.
“Are you Jesus?” Thomas boldly questioned.
“Lord, have mercy on us. Heal us!” the lepers cried out with one voice.
“Go. Present yourself to the priest for cleansing.”
Like a sudden gust of wind, the bedraggled men reversed direction and headed to the priests. No one speaking, they did as they were told.
As soon as the priest announced their healing the men took off in separate directions, all but Aaron. He looked at his hands, tapped his feet, felt for his hives over and over. It was all gone. He was clean. Aaron leapt for joy. He lifted his eyes to heaven. He must find this man. He ran back the way he came as fast as his feet would carry him. There. He saw him sitting by a brook with a few of his disciples. Aaron threw himself at Jesus’ feet.
“Master. Master. Thank you.”
“Where are the others? Were you not all healed?”
Jesus hand touched Aaron’s chin and lifted his bowed face. His eyes spoke a language Aaron had never heard nor seen. “Go. Your faith has made you well.”
Aaron rose slowly and did as he was told. He would return to his family, his work. But he knew that deep down inside, his heart would always remain with this man.
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