Another Form of Love! This morning, I was blessed to read the story of the Good Samaritan, found in Luke 10:25–37. It’s a story of compassion. A man is attacked by robbers, beaten, and left on the side of the road. A priest passes by. Then a Levite. Both see him, and both keep walking. Then a Samaritan, a man from a group that was often despised comes across him. He stops. He treats his wounds, places him on his donkey, takes him to an inn or a hotel, and pays for his care. It’s a story we often hear as a call to kindness. To help. To show love, regardless of differences. What stood out for me in this story is the reminder to love/support /help beyond our differences. To not measure who deserves help based on where they come from, what they believe, how they look, their level of education or how they live. The Samaritan didn’t ask questions. He simply responded to a need. A question came to mind. What does it really mean to help well? Because the Samaritan helped ...
