Thank you, thank you for your help

Luke 17:11-19

Ten were healed, one back to say thank you, and of course he was the Samaritan amongst the group. The rest were not thankful, they followed the rules, went and went to the priest to get check. I expect they went home to their families after that. Perhaps they had a party to celebrate their good health. What they did not do was say thank you to the chap who had healed them.

The day after the flood most of the roads in our village were closed. Parking was at a premium. People had come from all over the region to help. They swept out the water and mud, emptied cupboards and washed plates. For three days 6 angels, total strangers to us cleaned our house. There were others too, one who went to pick up a form with me to make sure my pigeon french was understood. There was a familiar face from yoga who came with her husband, sons, sister in law and niece who washed plates over the grate in the street for hours and took clothes to the official Ittre laundry service. It is difficult to thank these people enough, But I must. Writing this here is not sufficient.