"40* And a leper came to him beseeching him, and kneeling said to him, 'If you will, you can make me clean.' 41 Moved with pity, he stretched out his hand and touched him, and said to him, 'I will; be clean.' 42 And immediately the leprosy left him, and he was made clean. 43 And he sternly charged him, and sent him away at once, 44* and said to him, 'See that you say nothing to any one; but go, show yourself to the priest, and offer for your cleansing what Moses commanded, for a proof to the people.' * 45 But he went out and began to talk freely about it, and to spread the news, so that Jesus * could no longer openly enter a town, but was out in the country; and people came to him from every quarter." (Mk 1:40-45)
"12* While he was in one of the cities, there came a man full of leprosy; and when he saw Jesus, he fell on his face and besought him, 'Lord, if you will, you can make me clean.' 13 And he stretched out his hand, and touched him, saying, 'I will; be clean.' And immediately the leprosy left him. 14* And he charged him to tell no one; but 'go and show yourself to the priest, and make an offering for your cleansing, as Moses commanded, for a proof to the people.' * 15* But so much the more the report went abroad concerning him; and great multitudes gathered to hear and to be healed of their infirmities." (Lk 5:12-15)
You say grace before meals. All right. But I say grace before the concert and the opera, and grace before the play and pantomime, and grace before I open a book, and grace before sketching, painting, swimming, fencing, boxing, walking, playing, dancing and grace before I dip the pen in the ink. (G.K. Chesterton)
Thou hast given so much to me,
Give one thing more, - a grateful heart;
Not thankful when it pleaseth me,
As if Thy blessings had spare days,
But such a heart whose pulse may be Thy praise.
(George Herbert)
The unthankful heart... discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so it will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings! (Henry Ward Beecher)