Every time I made it up and down the highway, traveling to and from Alabama, I just want to praise the lord. When I saw, cars turned upside down. People who were like me, "I will be home in a couple of days". Lying on they side of the road and I am here unharmed I just want to praise the lord.

I remember I was at Tennessee; I did not have any money. I was hungry and frustrated. I called my momma to see if she had any money, which she could send me. She told me she could not. The only thing she said she could was pray for me. I went to my room and tried to go to sleep and wait for morning to come so I could go and get some food. It seemed the more I tried to go to sleep, the more hungrier I was getting. The hungrier I was getting the more frustrated I got. Just when I was about to say lord, why? There was a knock on my door. One of my friends said, Joe, I know that you may be sleeping, but could you take me to get something to ear, and if you do I will get you something too. I have reason to praise the lord.

I may not understand why things happen, but I do know God has a purpose for me, and when He gets through with me, then I shall be where He wants me to be.

What happened to the other nine? I do not know. All I know is when I think about he goodness of Jesus, I just have to say thank you. My road may be rocky right now, but I am learning to say thank you.

This man had a condition that no one seemed to have an answer for. This is what's wrong with our society today. We are faced with some condition we do not have and answer for. The only thing that I know is that we have turned our backs on God. We have allowed people to give us another gospel, and another god, then the One from when we first believed. However, it is good to know that although we have turned our backs on Him, he has never given up on us.

This man could have done anything he wanted. He could have just given up hope, but his ounce of hope was Jesus was passing by. For he cried out, "Lord have mercy on me".

I am not a perfect person, and I will not allow you to think I am or that I should be. We all have flaws, which we are trying to hand over to God. I
know one day soon when we have hand everything over to Him, when we willingly come out and say lord save us. He will show up and show out.

Only one came back and said, "Thank you". For all that, you have done for me. People might have failed me. Faith healers might have failed me. Being wrapped up in oil anointing might have failed me. So-called physicians, miracle workers, and physic-hotline might have failed me. I do not even have an answer to my own situation, but lord, the day you entered my life, I wished to be made whole, and with every voice that I have, I just want to say, "Thank you'.

If you will turn, a couple of chapters over, Luke is painting a scene. Jesus is about to make His way to the Mount of Olives. While he is coming down, the people began to throw their coats on the road, and praising Him. Some of the Pharisees that were in the crowd went to Jesus, and told Him to tell the people to stop. Jesus replied, "I tell you if these were silent, the very stones will cry out".

I do not know about you, but I do not want no rock to cry out in my place.

Rocks do not know the love of Christ.

Rocks do not know what it is to be saved by grace.

Rocks do not know what it is like to have Jesus as a friend.

Rocks do not know what it is like to have Jesus be that bridge over troubled waters.

I don't want no rocks to cry out in my place.

However, if I could be like Paul, "If I had ten thousand tongues, I will praise Him with everyone".

If I were:  I would say:   Meaning:

Japanese   Do mane'    thank you

French   Merci Bo coup  Thank You
German   Don ke Shay   Thank You

Spanish   Gracious    Thank You

Italian   Grazie    Thank You

In my own native language, I will just say Thank You.

However, if I could not say a word……..

I had some good days. I had some hill to climb. I had some weary days and some lonely nights, but when I looked around and think things over. All my good days out weighs my bad days. I learning not to complain.

Sometimes my clouds hang low. I can hardly see the road. I asked the question, Lord, why so much pain? Through it all, He knows what's best for me. Although my weary eyes they cannot see. I'll just say thank you lord, and I'm learning not to complain.

God has been so very good to me. Better than you or this world can ever be. He's dried all my tears away. Turned my darkest nights into day. I'll just say thank you lord. I'm learning not to complain.