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By Lynae Fisher
01/21/26
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I never thought I’d be here, this way, now, writing these words. Ironic, isn’t it. They call it white as snow, but there is nothing of the purity and cleanliness of snow about it. I used to pity such people, the dreaded, those avoided like the plague –or should I say, with the plague, at least by anyone with half a brain.

It’s kind of funny. I guess I have nothing to fear, since I’m the thing everyone fears. Sometimes I feel like a kind of death angel. Yet it stabs like a knife too. I’m the dread in every mother’s eye for her children. I’m the wreckage doomed to waste away.

Or was.

I knew there was One who could fix it all. I had watched Him do wonders beyond belief – for others. I had even sent others to Him myself. But how could I ever go to Him? I didn’t deserve it. I didn’t deserve grace or mercy or joy. Not after my mistake. I had been in the flock, but my mistakes had led me here. Surely, there could be no help left for the likes of me.

At last, I went. I fell on my knees before Him. With eyes full of tears, I spoke the only words I could find. “Lord, if thou wilt, thou canst make me clean.”

He looked at me. He didn’t ask for proof of my faith. He did not ask if I really wanted to be made whole. The eyes that saw the dawn of the world pierced through the depths of my soul and saw me. The ears that heard the silent laughter of Sarah and the cry of Hagar in the desert heard me. The hands that formed the universe reached down and touched me – touched me, a leper, uncleanness itself. Even the very things I touched became unclean, so that anyone who even touched them became unclean for a season. But He touched me anyway. Though He spoke only a few words to mortal ears, my heart heard so much more. “I will; be thou clean.”

I never thought I would be here writing these words. Ironic, isn’t it. The very meaning of Mercy is deliverance from what we deserve. Grace is a gift we don’t deserve. Yet so often we shy away from Grace because we don’t deserve it. That is why it is is Grace. We never could deserve the goodness of our great and awesome God.

Now more than ever, I cannot help but tell of the great things He has done for me.

(based on Matthew 8:1-3 KJV)

Matthew 8:3 KJV “And Jesus put forth his hand, and touched him, saying, I will; be thou clean. And immediately his leprosy was cleansed.”

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