The Samaritan Who cared
Luke tells us how every believer ought to act and behave and live. He tells us what is expected by every one that calls themselves a Christian and wants to be pleasing to the Father.
Luke 10:30 And Jesus answering said, A certain man went down from Jerusalem to Jericho, and fell among thieves, they robbed him and beat him and left him to die. And by chance there came down a certain priest that way: and when he saw him, he passed by on the other side. And likewise, a Levite, when he was at the place, came and looked on him, and passed by on the other side. 33 But a certain Samaritan, as he journeyed, came where he was: and when he saw him, he had compassion on him.
Jesus had been asked, but who is my neighbour?
The Lawyer asked who is my neighbour? It was a trick question to try to trap the Lord. But Jesus trapped the Lawyer by turning the question. Remember the scribe or Lawyer asked who is my neighbour? Who must I show compassion to?
But the Lord asks. Luke 10:36 “Which of these three do you think proved to be a neighbour to the man who fell into the hands of the robbers?”
Jesus doesn’t answer the lawyers question directly, rather Jesus lets the Lawyer answer his own question.
In other words, Jesus is saying Mr. Lawyer your question is all wrong. This parable is about you, you are the one to be the neighbour and you must act as neighbour to whoever God brings across your path. Go and show compassion to people, go and do likewise.
The true Christian has the Law of Love written on their hearts and selflessly helps, selflessly shows compassion to all without considering status or tribe or colour. Don’t be like the Lawyer and his friends, who only help those of their creed and tribe. Oh I don’t do that! But how often do we pray one thing and do another.
How often we pray something like this poem by
… A lesson we all need to learn.
I knelt to pray when day was done,
And prayed, “O Lord, bless everyone,
Lift from each saddened heart the pain
And let the sick be well again.”
And then I woke another day
And carelessly went on my way,
The whole day long I did not try
To wipe a tear from any eye.
I did not try to share the load
Of any brother on the road.
I did not even go to see
The sick man just next door to me.
Yet once again when day was done,
I prayed, “O Lord, bless everyone.”
But as I prayed, into my ear
There came a voice that whispered clear,
“Pause now, my son, before you pray.
Whom have you tried to bless today?
Gods sweetest blessing always go
By hands that serve him here below.”
And then I hid my face and cried,
“Forgive me, God, I have not tried,
But let me live another day
And I will live the way I pray.”