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In life, I’ve learned that it’s easy and peaceful to grow and raise your own self. You wake up, take a bath, eat, work, save, invest, sleep. Rinse and repeat.
When I was a kid, my ears had gone tired listening to the story of the Good Samaritan Man each time I asked my grandfather to tell a story of one of his “barber’s tales”. But each time he told me that story, he narrated it with so much enthusiasm as though it was the first time. I suspect that he did it in purpose.
Luke 10: 33-34, “But a Samaritan, as he traveled, came where the man was; and when he saw him, he 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 donkey, took him to an inn and took care of him.”
Oil. Wine. Donkey. Those were reserved for the Samaritan. Those were his.
Wait a minute. The Samaritan bandaged the man’s wounds. Where do you think the Samaritan got the bandage? I don’t know. But I believe he tore part of his clothes for that purpose. Goodness, what a sacrifice to tear his own clothes and give away his oil, wine, and the space at the back of the donkey. Those were reserved for his convenience.
Now I realized the message behind the story and my grandfather’s act of repeatedly telling the exact same story. If I want to become an instrument of God’s peace, I need to disturb my own peace; I need to revise my itinerary; and often, I need to shake my budget, too – repeatedly!
This lesson can be applied in the family and the community.
Is there a discord in your family? Do you see the need to change that uncomfortable aura?
Do we think our country’s leaders do not do enough? Do we see the need to change that?
That thing that we want to change is like the battered man lying on the ground. We cannot heal the sick man by pointing fingers on who should give the wine or oil, on who should lend his donkey, or on who should tear part of his clothes to bandage the wounds of the man.
The truth is, if we want to change something for the better, we got to be the Samaritan man. Oh yes. That means disturbing our peace, our convenience, and our budget. Nothing will change if we’ll just point fingers on who should be this or who should do that.
If we are not ready to be the Samaritan man, at least, let’s try to be the oil, the wine, the piece of cloth, or the donkey. One courageous good thing at a time.
This is easier said than done. But what’s difficult for us is easy for God. So we need to pray for God’s grace each time an opportunity to be the oil, win, piece of cloth, or donkey arises.
I’d start being the donkey. Can you be a donkey also and not a passenger?