So this leper, this Samaritan, this one who had been told he was unclean, who had lived on the margins, he turns. He dares to see that he has survived and something holy has happened, which is that God was with him in it. And even there, even on the edge of exile, even on the edge of loneliness and grief and pain, he finds himself kneeling, prostrating at Jesus feet, giving thanks and praising.