No one had ever been cured from the dreaded disease. Those whose bodies were gashed by the merciless, unstoppable talons of leprosy watched as parts of their fingers and toes began to fall off. Their pastor told them they were going to hell. Their doctor told them they would never be well. Every day they reluctantly danced a dismal dance of defeat.
"There was one, however, in whose heart faith began to spring up" (The Desire of Ages, 262.4).
How did pride spring up in the heart of Lucifer flying at the height of perfection? And how did faith spring up in the heart of this man drowning in the depths of hopelessness?
Focus. Lucifer began focusing on himself. This man began focusing on Jesus.