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This week we’re looking at the story of the Good Samaritan, which has more hooks than a Georgia bass lure. Let’s settle on what may be the central question we all face, figuring out who we’re responsible to help.
Here’s the problem: in Fishers, Indiana, you just don’t see people beaten along the roadside and left for dead every day. In fact, never. This is such a clean town that we have have street sweepers to pick up after the street sweepers. Cars don’t break down here, and even if you did, the mom and her two kids would all be on their cell phones calling Dad to bring the other Hummer and pick them up. I just don’t see a lot of needy, desperate, poor, helpless, pathetic people on my way to work every day.
Or maybe I’m not looking on the right side of the street. We live in a global village now. How far out of town should we go to apply Jesus’ teaching? Does this get at health care reform? Immigration? World hunger? The war? Or perhaps it applies to other types of needs, like anxiety, stress, or guilt.
Who are the people to whom you feel responsible to show compassion? Who are those to whom you feel no responsibility?
