The Welcome Valley Reader
The Good Samaritan
Jesus had just reiterated
the Old Testament command to love one’s neighbor as oneself. His hearers were
already familiar with this important duty. Still, it was a powerful message, a
message that no one could argue with.
Among the audience that
day in old Palestine was a lawyer, however. A lawyer was, even then, an expert
on exactly what the law said and also on making what it said fit the situation
the way he wanted it to. He saw a loophole and went for it. He said: "And who
is my neighbor?"*
Actually, we shouldn’t be
too hard on that lawyer. Religious people of all times have been tempted to
brush aside the parts of their faith that haven’t fit their personalities.
Loving the guy across the street as much as oneself has never really fit
anyone’s personality. It wasn’t just those hypocritical scribes and Pharisees
who had problems with this one. People of every background and persuasion still
struggle to live up to the Biblical ideal. Such love is not part of human
nature. Only divine involvement can get us past the, "I love you because you’re
good for me," attitude that permeates our relationships and fails as soon as
those relationships get rough.
The lawyer’s question
probably seemed the perfect dodge. He lived in a satisfactory neighborhood. As
long as the circle drawn around his house wasn’t too large, the command might be
manageable. Maybe he was hoping the limit of his legal neighborhood ended at his
own front door. We don’t know how small of section of town he wanted to count as
neighbors, but we can see what he was thinking.
Jesus answered with a
story. He said: "A certain man went down from Jerusalem to Jericho".*
Those who’ve visited Jerusalem tell us that one can only go up to and
come down from Jerusalem. It sits on high ground physically and has long
been high ground spiritually. This particular man was leaving the greatest city
on earth for a place that God’s people had once razed. Jericho no longer labored
under the curse of its past, but he was heading away from the best neighborhood
our lawyer could have named.
Anyhow, as Jesus
explained, the guy got caught by a group of thieves. Jesus spoke moderately.
Today, we’d call them muggers. They beat the guy, took everything he had, and
left him half dead. The terrain was rough. The road was lonely. Cell phones
weren’t even a dream at that point in history. There were no police helicopters
to track fleeing fugitives or radios to guide officers to the bad guys’ hiding
place. The criminals got their loot and got away. It was, as it were, a perfect
crime.
But Jesus wasn’t
discussing the criminal justice issue. He was thinking about love and the size
of the neighborhood. In His story, a priest came along. Priests were the best of
the neighborhood. They worked in the temple of God. They knew and taught God’s
law. They were experts on that bit about loving one’s neighbor. This priest saw
the man lying there and walked on.
Jesus didn’t explain the
priest’s motives. Maybe he didn’t consider a guy from Jericho his neighbor.
Maybe he feared the man would die in his arms, rendering him temporarily unfit
to carry out his temple duties. Maybe he thought himself too good for such dirty
work, or maybe he feared the return of the attackers. We aren’t told. We just
see him leaving without giving aid.
Jesus next presented
another desirable neighbor, a Levite. Levites were what we might call lay
ministers today. They worked in the temple. They were religiously sharp. They
knew about loving their neighbors. They were a rather safe choice as objects of
neighborly love. Nonetheless, the Levite’s response matched the priest’s. He saw
a man lying along the trail in his own blood and cleared out.
Enter Jesus’ next
character. This man was a Samaritan. He hardly qualified as a neighbor. He was
scum. Samaritans were half-breeds from the part of old Israel that had come
under permanent foreign domination. They’d changed Biblical religion to suit
themselves. They might climb the hill to Jerusalem on business, but spiritually,
they didn’t go "up to" Jerusalem. Oh no, they went up to a mountain across the
border in Samaria. Samaria definitely wasn’t part of the neighborhood.
Jesus depicted this
particular Samaritan as a decent sort, however. He described him stopping,
pouring oil and wine into the man’s wounds, and bandaging them. If you don’t
like the idea of oil and wine in wounds, think in terms of salves and
disinfectants. We might use different chemicals now, but oil and wine
represented good medical technology then. He was doing his best.
The Samaritan put this
bundle of misery on his own donkey and took him to an inn where he could care
for him. Again, we probably wouldn’t think an ancient inn a very good hospital,
but people are more likely to get certain infections in today’s scientific
hospitals than they are out on the trail too. Then as now, it was a matter of
making the best of what was available.
The Samaritan cared for
the man through the night and then gave enough of his own money to guarantee
that the innkeeper would follow through with nursing care after he left. He even
promised to check back next time business brought him to town. He wasn’t just a
friend of the moment. He was committed.
Jesus ended his story
with a question: "Which of these men was a neighbor to the man who fell among
the thieves?" (Not a direct quote)
Obviously, the guys from
the preferred neighborhood hadn’t fulfilled the office. The barely legal alien
had. The man from Samaria was a neighbor, and the lawyer admitted it.
Jesus’ final answer to
the question: "And who is my neighbor?" was simple. "Go, and do thou
likewise."
***
God expects us to love a
lot of people—our neighbors, our children, our spouses, even our enemies. Now we
recognize that love isn’t necessarily excitement over another person, but love
does mean a commitment to that person’s wellbeing. Love might not enjoy a
neighbor’s drunken foolishness, but it still does its part to protect him from
inebriated misjudgment. Love might not appreciate a neighbor’s messy appearance,
but it leaves that neighbor feeling respected as a person. Love might hide from
a violent neighbor, but it still desires to find help for that person before he
gets himself in trouble.
We talk so big about
love, yet too often, we love like the lawyer Jesus told this story to. We
withhold our love from those we perceive to be unloving. We profess love for the
downtrodden yet leave helping them to big organizations. We claim to love our
spouses yet pile on hurtful language and compare them unfavorably to attractive
celebrities. We all too often have that tendency to make love an abstract,
something someone else should exercise.
But Jesus’ words catch us
all. His simple "Go, and do thou likewise" puts us in the position of
having to care about anybody nearby and in need. His, "Go, and do thou
likewise" puts us in our place with the ancient lawyer. God is love, and
love must become part of each life that would fully experience Him. The way you
respond to the next person you see will be your next opportunity to love your
neighbor as yourself.
And the King shall
answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it
unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
(Matthew 25:40)
Beloved, let us love
one another: for love is of God; and every one that loveth is born of God, and
knoweth God. He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love. (1 John 4:7-8)
* Bold quotations in body
of story are taken from Luke chapter 10.
This story is in the public domain and may be copied and distributed freely.
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