There I was – flat on my back in the middle of a bike trail. Seconds before, my bike and I had suddenly parted ways, sending me flying through the air. However, I was not alone. Three young cyclists immediately stopped and sprang into action. Full of concern, one pulled out his little first aid pack, and all three set to work in practical and loving ways. Their natural compassion made a huge difference to me, and it was central to how I recovered from the injuries I sustained.
In pain, and feeling pretty much a mess, the one thought that really stayed with me was that these young people, though they did not know me at all, cared about me. We often refer to such individuals as good Samaritans.
In the loved Bible parable known as the Good Samaritan, Jesus was answering a question from a Jewish lawyer: “Who is my neighbour?” Jesus responded with an illustration. A man was travelling through some dangerous country, when he was set upon by thieves, robbed and left for dead. But his story does not dwell long on the man’s victimhood, the dangerous neighbourhood, or the people who passed him by. It does not dwell much on the man’s injuries either. What Jesus focused his parable on was the love of one man for someone who, in his society, was supposed to be his enemy.Continue Reading