|The Holy Twins, St Benedict and St Scholastica|
So who crosses the road for you? I don't think I'm being hard on myself when I honestly say there are only a handful of people that cross the road for me. Most see me coming and cross so they don't have to run into to me. I really am ok with that, cuz there are folks out there that I pray won't cross the road for me! Seriously, they need to just stay on the other side of the road!
So how about this question, who do you cross the road for? Who are you a neighbor to? I think this is where the rubber hits the road, cuz it's so much easier not to look them in the eye. If I don't look them in the eye, I don't really see them and I don't have to cross the road. Yet, it's in this story that we are told the neighbor is the one who showed mercy, and what does Jesus say? Go and do likewise. Shoot, there it is! We can't get out of this one, cuz Jesus said, go and do. He didn't say, well, sit down and talk about it with your closest friends and take a vote. If everyone agrees then go and do it.
We are called to cross the road, we are called to look at others to see if they might need some help. We get so comfortable in our churches with people who look just like us, and we go to that service because we like the music and we don't go to that service cuz we don't like the way they dress. Is your church big enough that you just don't know everyone that attends? Would you cross the road for the people in your church? If you wouldn't do it for the folks in your church, who are so much like you, what makes you think you would cross the road for someone that's different than you? Think about it? Do you go on mission trips to work on your tan and hang out with the IN crowd, or do you go someplace and clean up after a EF5 in 105 degree heat? We have a group that goes to Joplin every Wednesday to do just that. You would think in a church that see's 6-700 people in service's a week that we would be hauling a bunch of folks up there. 7 went last week. But it requires crossing the road, and we're just too comfortable right where we are doing what we've always done.
But a Samaritan while traveling came near him; and when he saw him, he was moved with pity. He went to him... He saw, was moved and went to him. Go and do likewise. Me? Really?