The Good Samaritans
The snow is gone but the recent March snow will be remembered for a long time. Area schools were dismissed for a week and churches also canceled services.
Children had fun building snowmen or sledding, having snowball fights, enjoying the deep snow that held some people snowbound for days.
I was marooned in my house unable to get out of my driveway due to the foot-high packed snow at the end of my driveway. Tired of being inside for days, and needing to buy a few groceries, I decided to don my boots and shovel the snow from my driveway. A girlfriend offered to help and said she'd bring her snow shovel.
We had barely started when a black truck pulls up and a young man gets out, takes the snow shovel from my friend and begins shoveling snow from the driveway. I didn't know the man but he said he lived nearby. Another truck stops, a NewWave truck, and a second young man gets out of that truck and takes my (garden)shovel. He announces that the other man is his brother.
He had seen my predicament and had sent his brother to lend a hand.
In my mind I called them the good Samaritans who had come to the rescue of two damsels in distress.
The first young man who stopped, kept shoveling until he was convinced that I could drive out of my driveway. He then proudly announced that he is a new father with a baby boy that he had just brought home from the hospital the day before. He and his wife named the baby Lucas.
To me, the incident was reminiscent of the parable told by Jesus in the Holy Bible about the Samaritan who stopped to lend a helping hand to a stranger in need.
A lawyer had asked Jesus, "Who is my neighbor?"
In reply Jesus said, "A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho and fell into the hands of robbers. They stripped him of his clothes, beat him and went away, leaving him half dead.
A priest happened to be going down the same road, and when he saw the man, he passed by on the other side.
Likewise a Levite saw the wounded man, stopped, looked down on him, and passed by on the other side.
But a certain Samaritan, as he journeyed, saw the man and took pity on him. He went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he put the man on his own beast, and brought him to an inn, and took care of him.
The next day, he took out two silver coins and gave them to the innkeeper. "Look after him," the Samaritan said, "and when I return I will reimburse you for any extra expense you may have."
Then Jesus asked the question, "Which of these three, do you think, was neighbor unto him that fell among the robbers?"
And the expert in the law said, "The one who had mercy on him."
Then Jesus told him, "Go, and do likewise."
I am guilty, and I'm sure many of us are, of looking the other way when we see a need. The needs are many, the Samaritans few.
I read this week that the best sermons are lived, not preached.
I appreciate that those two brothers saw a need and responded.
They could have passed by on the other side.