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15 Sunday C - Good Samaritan

Fr. Jude  Botelho:

In the first reading from the Book of Deuteronomy Moses reminds his people of the observance of the law. As the Israelites reach the end of their journey to the promised land Moses cautions them about being faithful to the covenant and the observance of the law. Keeping the covenant requires hearing the voice of the Lord and loving that Lord with all the heart, soul and strength. There is a deliberate mention of the 'Shema' prayer, the central expression of the Jewish faith. The law is not something far away but something very near, written not on a scroll but in the mouth and heart of the believer.

If the law of God is near us, Jesus brings God nearer still. The second reading from St. Paul's letter to the Colossians contains one of the earliest hymns articulating the statement of the Christian faith in Jesus. To know God one has to look at Jesus, for he is the image of the invisible God. Two themes: creation and recreation are the pivots of the imagery of the hymn. Jesus is the first born of all creation and by his resurrection he holds the first place, he is the head of the new body the Church. The Gospel provides the link between the law mentioned in Book of Deuteronomy: the law that demands that we love God with all our heart, soul and strength, and the equally demanding challenge of loving our neighbour. The gospel begins with an academic discussion between a smart lawyer, an expert in the Jewish religious law and Jesus himself. He knows the law yet he tests Jesus to seeks his response and perhaps trap him. "What must I do to seek eternal life?" Jesus invites him to provide an answer from the Law that he knows so well. The lawyer joins two verses of together -the familiar 'Shema'prayer with its requirement to love the Lord to the fullest possible extent (Deut. 6:5) and a short verse about love of neighbour (Leviticus 19:18). The Lawyer had answered his own question but was not ready to give up the argument and so he asks another question: "And who is my neighbour?" Jesus does not give a direct answer but responds by telling a parable which will provide the answer. Firstly, in the parable there is the man who was going from Jerusalem to Jericho and was waylaid along the way, which was apparently dangerous and would normally be avoided by any sensible Jew. In other words the man was asking for trouble and was responsible for his own misfortune. We then have two travellers who pass by the same road and notice him lying half dead. The first is a priest, who should have been the first to help but he passes by the other side. Perhaps, he is on his way to perform his temple duties and does not want to be polluted by touching blood. Similarly, a levite also connected with temple rituals passes by on the other side maybe for the same reason. Both have valid excuses for their behaviour. Maybe if they stop they also might be attacked. Maybe the man is faking it; Maybe he deserves it for not being prudent, he doesn't deserve to be helped. Their temple job is more important and helping will delay the worship in the temple. Like the priest and the levite we too could have our own justifications for not getting involved with others, for not reaching out and helping those in need. Then comes the surprising part of the story, the third character is not a virtuous believer but a good-for nothing Samaritan. Jews and Samaritans hated each other because of their traditional rivalry and they would not normally lift a finger to help each other. However in the parable the Samaritan, notices the fallen Jew, is unconcerned about his own safety or what it might cost him. He is moved with compassion and not only spends time dressing his wounds but goes out of his way to take him to the nearest inn and pays for his upkeep. The Samaritan is the outsider, the alien, the bad guy who might have been expected to ignore or do further damage to the fallen man. Yet it is he who befriends and helps beyond the call of duty. So often it is those whom we least expect to be sensitive and generous who outdo themselves in serving the needy.

Charlie Chaplin the Good Samaritan
In the movie 'Limelight', Charlie Chaplin is Calvero, an aging vaudeville performer, and Clair Bloom is Thereza, a suicide-prone ballerina. In his prime Calvero was a famous comedian -but now in his decline, coupled with his drinking problem, he bores the audience. As Calvero staggers home one night, he comes across Thereza trying to commit suicide. He rescues her and allows her to share his apartment to recuperate. They begin a platonic relationship. Calvero encourages Thereza to try ballet again. When she looses confidence on the opening night, Calvero forces her to go onstage. The strain is too much for the aging Calvero. He dies from a heart attack while Thereza pirouettes on the stage with renewed hope. This touching story about a caring man is almost the film version of our Lord's Good Samaritan Parable.
- Albert Cylwicki in His Word Resounds
 The lawyer had asked Jesus the question, "Who is my neighbour?" Having narrated the parable Jesus confronts the lawyer with the leading question: "Which of the three do you think, was a neighbour to the man who fell into the hands of robbers?" The lawyer is forced to admit, "The one who showed him mercy." The point of the parable is not the failure of certain characters in it to show themselves neighbours but really the inclusive teaching on neighbourliness. The story of the victim on the side of the road is a challenge to examine how we see others as neighbours. Who do we see as neighbours? Generally we like to think of neighbours as the people of our type: our faith, our community, our colour, and our social class. Today's reading challenges us to think that our neighbour might be someone totally different. We might not consider him deserving of our time, concern and care and yet he/she is the person who is the neighbour we are called to love. The lawyer had asked "Who is my neighbour?" Jesus did not answer his query but told him to be a good neighbour: "Go and do like wise." Jesus does not tell us what to do but rather invites us to change our attitude and thinking regarding others. It is a call to conversion, a call to create a welcoming and open heart that excludes no one, because in loving our neighbour we are loving God.

Welcome, my son!
A king who had no son to succeed him posted a notice inviting young men to come along and apply for adoption into his family. The two qualifications were love of God and love of neighbour. A peasant boy was tempted to apply, but he felt unable to do so because of the rags he wore. He worked hard, earned some money, bought new clothes and headed off to try his luck at being adopted into the king's family. He was half-way there, however when he came across a poor beggar on the road, who was shivering with the cold. The young lad felt sorry for him, and exchanged his clothes with him. There was hardly much point in going any further towards the king's palace at this stage, now that he was back in his rags again. However the young man felt that, having come this far, he might as well finish the journey. He arrive at the palace, and despite the jeers and sneers of the courtiers, he was finally admitted into the presence of the king. Image his amazement to see that the king was the old beggar-man he had met on the road, and he was actually wearing the good clothes the young man had given him! The king got down from his throne, embraced the young man, and said "Welcome, my son!"
- Jack McArdle in 'And that's the Gospel truth.'

Finney and the Law

Neither Charles Finney’s parents nor his neighbours were religious. Finney had grown up ignorant of religion. When he went to study law at Adams, his curiosity of the Bible was aroused during his study of the law. The authors of the ‘Elementary law’ which he studied often referred to the Mosaic institutes as authority for many of the great principles of law. So he bought a Bible and began to refer to the relevant passages and subsequently was drawn into it. He came to the definite conclusion that it was the Word of God and began to understand his own sinful condition and that Christ alone could deliver him from his sins. The Spirit of the Lord led to his conversion and his subsequent mighty work for Christ.

Daniel Sunderaj in ‘Manna for the Soul’

In today’s gospel Jesus speaks of keeping the greatest of the commandments. But which commandments have to be observed? Jesus leads us to the discovery that there is only one commandment to be observed, the commandment of love. He combines the teaching of the law from Deuteronomy and Leviticus: Love the Lord your God with all your heart and all your soul and love your neighbour as yourself. The disciples were ready to accept the first part of the commandment, that of loving God, but who is the neighbour whom we are called to love? Is my neighbour the one next door, a person of my ethnic group, the one from my religious sect? Surely, the neighbour cannot be extended to any and every human being? Jesus teaches that neither religion, nor nationality can set limits to one’s responsibility to come to the aid of our fellow human being. The duty to help a needy human being cannot be coloured by personal feelings. The Samaritan showed by his actions that he recognized his neighbour even in the hated Jew. We therefore dare not ask, ‘Who is my neighbour?’ but rather, ‘How can I be a good neighbour?’ The love of God cannot be separated from the love of our neighbour. We have one commandment and there can be only one love, the love of God seen in the way we deal with any and every human being.

Modern Samaritan


A salesman had had a busy week and was returning to his home town. He stopped his car for a break at a roadside coffee shop. As he sat drinking his coffee he heard a girl quietly crying in the next booth. He didn't want to get involved but he was moved by her obvious distress. The girl was about 17, the same age as his daughter. Against his better judgement he introduced himself and asked if he could help. The girl, whose name was Lisa, told him that she was from a broken home and had got into bad company. She was into drugs and had turned to prostitution to pay for them. Moved as he was, he just bought the girl a meal and continued his journey. Later that evening he shared his experience with his family. His family suggested that he return to that town and try to find Lisa again and offer to help. He eventually located her. He discovered that she was but one of a number of girls in that town in similar circumstances who were being exploited by the pimps and drug pushers. He was so moved by Lisa's plight that he took her home to his family, and that started a ministry to try and get those girls off the streets. Out of that simple beginning over a cup of coffee that man now has three full-time workers and has seen scores of girls come off the streets and get their lives back together. The ministry became so successful that it earned that man a Presidential citation.
Ron Clark

And who is my neighbour?

In terms of novelty and surprise the parable of the Good Samaritan is excellent. In the course of the story it tells us that, seeing the battered man, the priest ‘passed by’. So, too, the Levite ‘passed by’. Like the lawyer, both these know the law and will recite it even in their sleep. Yet, a Samaritan... who by no stretch of imagination can be called ‘neighbour’ – “was moved by compassion”. This compassion isn’t just an act of charity like flinging a coin into a beggar’s bowl. It involves relationship. Says the Samaritan, “Look after him, and on my way back I’ll make good any extra expenses!” The term “Good Samaritan” has entered our vocabulary. Jesus invites us to be one. But I have innumerable excuses to “Pass by” –no time, no money, not now, I’m tired! It’ll involve a police case! I’ve got to go for mass! Let someone else help! Suppose that man is only pretending to be wounded? What will people think if I take a battered woman on my motorbike? Alas, I “pass by” often.
Francis Gonsalves in ‘Sunday Seeds for Daily Deeds”

Einstein’s little neighbor

When Einstein fled Nazi Germany, he came to America and bought an old two-storey house within walking distance of Princeton University. There he entertained some of the most distinguished people of his day and discussed with them issues as far ranging as physics to human rights. But Einstein had another frequent visitor. She was a ten-year old girl named Emmy. Emmy heard that a very kind man who knew a lot about mathematics had moved into her neighbourhood. Since she was having trouble with her fifth grade mathematics she decided to visit the man and ask for help. Einstein was willing and told her she was welcome to come anytime she needed help. A few weeks later, one of her neighbours told Emmy’s mother that Emmy was often seen entering the house of the world famous physicist. Horrified, she told Emmy that Einstein was a very important man, whose time was valuable and he shouldn’t be bothered with the problems of a little school girl. Her mother then rushed over to Einstein’s house and on seeing Einstein started to blurt out an apology for her daughter’s intrusion -for being such a bother. But Einstein cut her off. He said, “She has not been bothering me! When a child finds such joy in learning, then it is my joy to help her learn! Please don’t stop Emmy from coming to me with her school problems. She is welcome to this place anytime.” –And that is how it is with God! He wants us to come to His house anytime!

John Pichappilly in ‘The Table of the Word’

Finding God in my neighbor

One American family was travelling in their motor home through Alaska, when the axle broke and they were stranded in the middle of nowhere. So the father left the family in their motor home and began to walk in search of help. To his good luck, he came upon an isolated farmhouse. He knocked on the door and a very friendly farmer responded. When he learned of the man’s distress, the farmer just patted him on the shoulder and said he could help him. Without wasting a minute, he got into his tractor, drove out and towed the motor house to his yard. And then, in a very short time, he used his welder and fixed the problem. The American family was extremely relieved and grateful. Taking out his wallet the father of the family offered to pay, but the farmer would have none of it. “It was my pleasure.” was all he said. “As you can see, I live in isolation and often do not see anybody for weeks and even months. You have given me the pleasure of your company for the last two hours. That is more than adequate compensation.” The American family was greatly impressed to encounter such noble and selfless generosity. It certainly enhanced their belief in the essential goodness of human beings.
James Valladares in ‘Your Words, O Lord, Are Spirit, and They Are Life’
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1.     Integrating Samaritans 

In 1967, Conway High School in South Carolina was ordered integrated by the Supreme Court.  The next fall, after years of fighting integration, the all-white high school finally took in its first black students.

Cheryl was one of five black teenagers assigned to Conway.  The day before classes were to begin, Cheryl cried and cried.  “I want to be with my own friends,” she pleaded with her parents.  “Please don’t make me go.  Please, please.”

But her Mom and Dad, both highly-respected public school teachers, embraced their daughter.  “Cheryl,” her dad said, “you’ve got to go, not only for your sake, but for the sake of your mother and father, and for the sake of your children that you will have someday.  Separate schools are not equal schools, Cheryl.  Go and try it for us.”

Cheryl finally agreed to go to the white school.  The first day the teachers were nice, but none of the other students said a word to her.  She could see from the corner of her eye the glares of the white teenagers.  The only white student who said anything to her called her a bad name.  It was a very lonely and painful time for Cheryl, but her parents encouraged her to keep trying.

To get to the school bus, neighborhood students crossed a white man’s yard.  There was never a problem.  At first, Cheryl avoided walking across the man’s yard; but all the other kids walked across the lawn, so one day she thought she’d take the short cut, too.  When the owner of the property saw her, he yelled “Get off my lawn, you black . . . “  You can imagine the rest.

That was it for Cheryl.  “They don’t want me there, and I don’t want to go there.”               
Finally her parents agreed.  “OK, Cheryl, you’ve tried.  Finish the week and we’ll see about getting you transferred back to your own school.”

That made Cheryl happier than she had been in a long time.  She would only have to ride the school bus four more times.  But the next morning on the bus, a white girl named Cindy made a point of sitting next to her.  Tears were in her eyes. 

“Cheryl,” she said, “I’m real sorry that old man yelled at you for walking across his nasty old yard.”

Cheryl and Cindy began a long conversation that lasted all day at school and continued when they rode the bus home that afternoon.  They became good friends — and still are.  Cheryl decided to stay at Conway High School, making all As and Bs, and went on to the University of South Carolina.  Today, Cheryl and her husband are pillars of the Conway community — the white and black Conway community.

[From a sermon by the Rev. Canon William Barnwell at Washington National Cathedral, July 15, 2007.] 

Who is my neighbor?  The Good Samaritans who cross over to the other side to bring healing and hope . . . the Cheryls who have the courage to put aside their own fears and anguish to bring about what is best for the community . . . the Cindys who stand up for those who are put down . . . the people of a community who struggle to learn the lessons of justice and compassion "taught" by Cheryl and Cindy and the many other Good Samaritans in our midst.  “My neighbor” is every one of us who sees one another with the eyes of Christ: as sons and daughters of God, brothers and sisters in the Risen One.  
The parable of the Good Samaritan arises out of a discussion between Jesus and a Pharisee. Here is a religious lawyer and he is asking a question on the nature of the law. The stage is set by Luke with these words: "Behold a lawyer stood up to put him to the test." Well, it's not the first time and probably won't be the last time that a lawyer phrased a trick question. It was the kind of question in which any kind of an answer would pose still further problems. It was a test question: "Teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life." Now right away we know that this man was a Pharisee, because the Pharisees believed in eternal life and the Sadducees did not. Jesus could tell that this man was an astute student of the law so he asked him: "What is written?" In other words, use your own mind to discern the essence of the law. Jesus, like a good discussion leader, throws the question right back in his lap.  

The lawyer had a good answer. He said: "You shall love the Lord your God with all of your heart and soul and mind and strength and you shall love your neighbor as yourself." This was a direct quote from Deuteronomy 6. It was part of the Shema, a confession regularly made in Jewish worship. Jesus says: "Excellent. You are correct." If he were a teacher I suppose he would have said: "You get A+." I have no complaint with this says Jesus. Do this and you shall live. You have not only penetrated to the essence of the law but you have worded it succinctly.  

The question had been asked and the answer given. You would think that the man would be pleased and go home. But lawyers are never happy. A lawyer's responsibility is to define the limits of liability. "But he, desiring to justify himself, asked 'Who is my neighbor.'" In other words, where does my responsibility stop? Who exactly am I responsible for?" 

At this point, instead of further defining the question, Jesus tells a story. A way of indirect teaching.

A certain rich man was going from Jerusalem to Jericho...
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2.     "Mister Rogers," anyone?  

With his zippered cardigans, canvas sneakers, and handmade puppets (before there were cool "Muppets"), "Mister Rogers" was a pioneer in the early days of educational television for young children. Fred Rogers, a Presbyterian minister from Pittsburgh, started developing the characters and themes of his program in the mid-1950's. But it wasn't until 1967 that "Mister Roger's Neighborhood" took its final form and appeared on PBS stations across the country.   

This sweet, sappy, smart program stayed in production until 2001, and remained on all PBS stations until 2008. It is probably safe to say that there are very few of you listening today who couldn't sing along with the song that opened every new show - "It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood..." [If you can get your choir to sing this with you, as you lead the congregation in a short refrain, all the better]. 

As he finished tying his sneakers and zipping his cardigan, Fred Rogers would sing, "Won't you be...Won't you be... Won't you be my neighbor?"  

The concept of "neighborliness" has changed over the years. It used to be your "neighbor" was a geographic designation. In early American rural communities your nearest "neighbor" might be miles away. But those neighbors would still gather together for barn-raisings, quilting bees, and harvest times.  

In the urban environments, "neighborhoods" were composed of thousands of residents. But these "hoods" were drawn together and defined along ethnic lines - "Little Italy," "Chinatown," "the Borscht Belt." You might never meet your "neighbors," but your common ethnic identities helped create a communal, comforting environment.  

In the aftermath of the "baby boom" the suburbs were born. "Neighbors" became the people just over the fence, those circling station wagons in the same cul-de-sac. But often times these suburban "neighbors" were unknown and unconnected. Physical closeness led to the erection of psychological and emotional barriers, with no front porches, only back patios and private decks. "Pre-fabricated" neighborhoods could be very lonely places. 

In today's gospel text Jesus is confronted by a legal expert, sent specifically to "test" him on the orthodoxy of his views.
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3.     Grace Is What Lifts Us 

 Jesus is saying not only that when it comes right down to it, everyone in the whole world is your neighbor. He is saying that, too. But if, as Eugene Peterson says, parables are narrative time bombs designed to explode people into new awareness, then in this case one of the pieces of shrapnel is designed to tear into the idea that the law will ever save anybody. Jesus is exposing the futility of the law as a way to inherit eternal life. After all, the Samaritan who finally reached out did so not as a result of law but of grace. The finer points of the law left the man half-dead in the ditch. It leaves us all there. Grace is what lifts the man out. Grace it what lifts all of us out. If God had not been gracious with us, we'd all still be dead.

Scott Hoezee, Comments and Observations
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4.     Jesus Took the Man by the Hand 

A man fell into a pit and couldn't get himself out. A subjective person came along and said, "I feel for you down there." An objective person came along and said, "It's logical that someone would fall down there." A Pharisee said, "Only bad people fall into a pit." A mathematician calculated how he fell into the pit. A news reporter wanted an exclusive story on his pit. A fundamentalist said, "You deserve your pit." An IRS man asked if he was paying taxes on the pit. A self-pitying person said, "You haven't seen anything until you've seen my pit." A charismatic said, "Just confess that you're not in a pit." An optimist said, "Things could be worse." A pessimist said, "Things will get worse." Jesus, seeing the man, took him by the hand and lifted him out of the pit! (from Barbara Johnson, Ecunet, Homiletics) 

Keith Wagner, No Simple Task, quoting Barbara Johnson
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5.     Rising to the Occasion

Have you heard the story about the elderly woman who lived in a small town in East Texas... who had car trouble on the way to the supermarket one morning? Her car stalled at a stop sign... she tried everything to get her car started again, but no luck. Suddenly, a man in a pick-up truck came up behind her and with obvious agitation he started honking his horn at her impatiently. She doubled her efforts to get her car going. She pumped the gas, turned the ignition, but still no luck... the man in the pick-up truck continued to honk his horn constantly and loudly. I love what the elderly woman did. Very calmly she got out of her car, walked back to the pick-up and motioned for the man to lower his window and then politely she said: "I'll make a deal with you. If you will start my car for me I'll be happy to honk your horn for you!"

Now, that is what you call "Rising to the occasion!" and that is precisely what Jesus does here in Luke 10. The lawyer was "testing" Jesus... honking his horn loudly. He was trying to trap Jesus and trip Him up with a loaded question... but Jesus (as He so often did) rose to the occasion and passed the test with flying colors... and in so doing... He reminded the people back then (and us today) of what is the main thing in the Christian faith.  

James W. Moore, Collected Sermons, www.Sermons.com
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6.     I Certainly Don't Recommend Christianity  

I have an elderly acquaintance of about eighty, who has lived a life of unbroken selfishness and self-admiration from the earliest years, and is, more or less, I regret to say, one of the happiest men I know. From the moral point of view it is very difficult! As you perhaps know, I haven't always been a Christian. I didn't go to religion to make me happy. I always knew a bottle of Port would do that. If you want a religion to make you feel really comfortable, I certainly don't recommend Christianity.

C.S. Lewis, "God in the Dock, Essays on Theology and Ethics," Grand Rapids, Eerdmans 1970, pp.58-59.
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7.     Love for the Enemy 

The love for equals is a human thing--of friend for friend, brother for brother. It is to love what is loving and lovely. The world smiles.

The love for the less fortunate is a beautiful thing--the love for those who suffer, for those who are poor, the sick, the failures, the unlovely. This is compassion, and it touches the heart of the world. 

The love for the more fortunate is a rare thing--to love those who succeed where we fail, to rejoice without envy with those who rejoice, the love of the poor for the rich, of the black man for the white man. The world is always bewildered by its saints.

And then there is the love for the enemy--love for the one who does not love you but mocks, threatens, and inflicts pain. The tortured's love for the torturer. This is God's love. It conquers the world. 

Frederick Buechner in his book: The Magnificent Defeat.
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8.     Chip It Away 

There is a story about a man who had a huge boulder in his front yard. He grew weary of this big, unattractive stone in the center of his lawn, so he decided to take advantage of it and turn it into an object of art. He went to work on it with hammer and chisel, and chipped away at the huge boulder until it became a beautiful stone elephant. When he finished, it was gorgeous, breath-taking. 

A neighbor asked, "How did you ever carve such a marvelous likeness of an elephant?"
The man answered, "I just chipped away everything that didn't look like an elephant!"

If you have anything in your life right now that doesn't look like love, then, with the help of God, chip it away! If you have anything in your life that doesn't look like compassion or mercy or empathy, then, with the help of God, chip it away! If you have hatred or prejudice or vengeance or envy in your heart, for God's sake, and the for the other person's sake, and for your sake, get rid of it! Let God chip everything out of your life that doesn't look like tenderheartedness. 

James W. Moore, Some Things Are Too Good Not To Be True
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 By loving the unlovable, You made me lovable. 

Augustine to God
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9.     The Shocking Samaritan 

Biblical scholar Kenneth Bailey paints the picture of what it meant for the Good Samaritan to take the wounded man on his own donkey, ride into town, put him up at the inn, and care for him. There's an unwritten shock in the parable of Jesus, a shock only heard by people living in the context of the story, a shock lost on us, but when Bailey changes the location and races of the characters, we today might have a better sense of the impact Jesus meant to have with this parable.

Bailey writes that the Good Samaritan is like "a Plains Indian in 1875 walking into Dodge City with a scalped cowboy on his horse, checking into a room over the local saloon, and staying the night to take care of him. Any Indian so brave would be fortunate to get out of the city alive even if he had saved the cowboy's life."

Ben Squires, Walking Into Enemy Territory with a Wounded Man on Your Horse
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10.  The Secret of Our Power to Love 

Legend has it that a wealthy merchant traveling through the Mediterranean world looking for the distinguished Pharisee, Paul, encountered Timothy, who arranged a visit. Paul was, at the time, a prisoner in Rome. Stepping inside the cell, the merchant was surprised to find a rather old man, physically frail, but whose serenity and magnetism challenged the visitor. They talked for hours. Finally the merchant left with Paul's blessing. Outside the prison, the concerned man inquired, "What is the secret of this man's power? I have never seen anything like it before."

Did you not guess?" replied Timothy. "Paul is in love."
The merchant looked bewildered. "In Love?"
"Yes," the missionary answered, "Paul is in love with Jesus Christ."
The merchant looked even more bewildered. "Is that all?"
Smiling, Timothy replied, "Sir, that is everything." 

G. Curtis Jones, Illustrations For Preaching And Teaching, Nashville: Broadman, 1986, p. 225.
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11.  A Prayer 

Help me, O Lord, to be more loving. Help me O Lord, not to be afraid to love the outcast, the leper, the unmarried pregnant woman, the traitor to the State, the man out of prison. Help me by my love to restore the faith of the disillusioned, the disappointed, the early bereaved. Help me by my love to be the witness of your love. And may I this coming day be able to do some work of peace for you.

Alan Paton, a South African writer, author of "Cry the Beloved Country" who made a courageous stand against racism.
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12.  My Friend 

Frederick Douglass approached the front door of the White House, seeking admission into Abraham Lincoln's Second Inaugural Ball. Just as Douglass was about to knock on the door, two policemen seized him, barring the black man's entrance. Douglass, a large, powerful man, brushed the officers aside and stepped into the foyer. Once inside, two more officers grabbed the uninvited guest, all the while uttering racial slurs.

As Douglass was being dragged from the hall, he cried to a nearby patron, "Just say to Mr. Lincoln that Fred Douglass is at the door!" Confusion ensued. Then suddenly the officers received orders to usher Douglass into the East Room. In that beautiful room, the great abolitionist stood in the presence of the esteemed President. The place quieted as Lincoln approached his newly arrived guest, hand outstretched in greeting, and speaking in a voice loud enough so none could mistake his intent, the President announced, "Here comes my friend Douglass." 

The President had called Frederick Douglass friend. Who dared demean Douglass if he was a friend of the President? 

Jesus Christ, the Lord of the universe, has called us his brothers and his sisters. God has called us His own children. But not only us. Also the person who lies stripped and beaten by the side of the road. He " or she " is our friend, our neighbor. So we pause and we help, because once there was a man who paused on a cross for us.

Ronald Love
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13.  The Nearest Willing Hand 

Two women were sitting in church. One woman said to the other, "I've always wished that God would touch me, but I suppose that's too much to ask."

The other woman replied, "That sounds like a reasonable desire. Have you prayed about it?"
"Well, no. Of course not."
"Why not? There's certainly nothing wrong with a prayer like that. You should pray about it."
"All right. Maybe I will sometime."
"Not sometime. Now. What better place to pray than here in the Lord's house?"

Thus persuaded, the woman reluctantly folded her hands, bowed her head and closed her eyes in prayer, asking that God would touch her. About ten seconds later the other woman gently laid her hand on the folded hands of the friend at prayer. She responded as most of us would do. She jumped and said, "He did it! He touched me." Then, after a moment’s thought "But that felt an awful lot like your hand."
"It was my hand," her friend replied.

Disappointment was on the other face. "And I thought God had touched me."
"He did touch you. How do you think God touches people? That he comes down like a fog blanket or a pillar of fire? When God touches people he takes the nearest hand and uses that."

That sounds good, doesn’t it? And it’s almost right. Almost, but not quite. She left out one word. When God touches people he takes the nearest WILLING hand and uses that. The Gospel for today is a case in point.

Carveth Mitchell, The Sign in the Subway, CSS Publishing Company.
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14.  From Father Tony Kadavil’s Collection: 

 1: Einstein’s little neighbor: When Einstein fled Nazi Germany, he came to America and bought a two-storied house within walking distance of Princeton University. There he entertained some of the most distinguished people of his day and discussed with them far-ranging issues from physics to human rights. But Einstein had another frequent visitor. She was not, in the world’s eyes, an important person like his other guests. Emmy, a ten-year old neighbor, had heard that a very kind man who knew all about mathematics had moved into her neighborhood. Since she was having trouble with her fourth-grade mathematics, she decided to visit the man down the block to see if he would help with her problems. Einstein was very willing and explained everything to her so that she could understand it. He also told her she was welcome to come anytime she needed help. A few weeks later, one of the neighbors told Emmy’s mother that Emmy was seen entering the house of the world-famous physicist. Horrified, she told her daughter that Einstein was a very important man, whose time was very valuable, and shouldn’t be bothered with the problems of a little schoolgirl. She then rushed over to Einstein’s house, and when Einstein answered the door, she started trying to blurt out an apology for her daughter’s intrusion — for being such a bother. But Einstein cut her off. He said, “She has not been bothering me! When a child finds such joy in learning, then it is my joy to help her learn! Please don’t stop Emmy from coming to me with her school problems. She is welcome in this house anytime.” -And that’s how it is with God! He is our neighbor, and He wants us to come to His house anytime! (Fr. John Pichappilly in The Table of the Word; quoted by Fr. Botelho)

2: Jesus the Good Samaritan; When the Communists came to power in China, not a few Christians were arrested and tried for their faith. One was given the opportunity to reveal why he chose Christianity instead of the religion of his ancestors. I was in a deep pit, he said, sinking in the mire, and helpless to deliver myself. Looking up I saw a shadow at the top, and soon a venerable face looked over the brink and said, “My son, I am Confucius, the father of your country. If you had obeyed my teachings, you would never have been here.” And then he passed on with a significant movement of his finger and a cheerless farewell, adding, “If you ever get out of this, remember to obey my teachings.” But alas! That did not save me. Then Buddha came along, and, looking over the edge of the pit he cried, My son, just count it all as nothing. Enter into rest. Fold your arms and retire within yourself, and you will find NIRWANA, the peace to which we all are tending.” I cried, “Father Buddha, if you will only help me to get out, I will be glad to do so. I could follow your instructions easily if I were where you are, but how can I rest in this awful place?” But Buddha passed on and left me to my despair.
Then another face appeared. It was the face of a man beaming with kindness and bearing marks of sorrow. He did not linger a moment, but leaped down to my side, threw his arms around me, lifted me out of the mire, brought me to the solid ground above, then he did not even bid me farewell, but took off my filthy garments, put new robes upon me, and bade me follow him, saying, “I will never leave thee nor forsake thee.” That is why I became a Christian. As followers of Christ, we can very easily see ourselves in that injured man because we were once dead, badly beaten up by our sins. But, we have been spotted by – ‘The Good Samaritan par excellence and our ultimate neighbor, beyond all comparison,’ who healed and delivered us from our sins out of his loving mercy and compassion for us. After he healed us, he entrusted us to his inn, which is his Church, for further spiritual caring and nourishment. And, our Samaritan who saved us is none other than Jesus himself, who said that he will be back someday in the future to take us with him to his Kingdom. This is what St. Paul tells the Colossians in today’s Second Reading, which is actually a Christological hymn: “God wanted all things to be reconciled through him and for him, everything in heaven and on earth, when he made peace by his death on the cross.” (Quoted by Fr. Larka)

# 3: Operation Smile: I was reading sometime back about Dr. William Magee Jr., a plastic surgeon in Norfolk, Va. In 1981, Dr. Magee traveled to the Philippines to operate on children with cleft lips and other facial deformities. Unfortunately, there were so many children with this deformity, a deformity that can render it impossible for them to speak or eat, that hundreds had to be turned away. This caused Dr. Magee and his wife to found an organization called Operation Smile. Operation Smile sends volunteer doctors to perform reconstructive facial surgery for children worldwide. “It wasn’t a strategic plan,” said Magee. “It was just a matter of emotion and passion to make sure children didn’t have to live this way.” The group, which has already treated 50,000 children worldwide, also trains doctors in other nations to perform the procedure. Magee hopes to use satellite technology in the future, so he can teach a greater number of medical professionals the necessary techniques. (The Associated Press.) Dr. Magee didn’t have to do that. He could have justified himself. “What’s in it for me? There are so many children in my own city whose parents or whose insurance company could pay for this surgery. I’m a busy doctor here. I don’t have to go halfway around the world and minister to indigent children. Not my problem.” I doubt if Dr. Magee even wondered if this act of service would get him into Heaven. He simply saw a need and filled it. He became a Good Samaritan, encouraging fellow surgeons to become Good Samaritans.

4: “You owe this debt to any stranger who comes to you in need:” V. P. Menon was a significant political figure in India during its struggle for independence from Britain after World War II. Menon had a splendid reputation for personal charity. His daughter explained the background of this trait after he died. When Menon arrived in Delhi to seek a job in government, all his possessions, including his money and I.D., were stolen at the railroad station. He would have to return home on foot, defeated. In desperation he turned to an elderly Sikh, explained his troubles, and asked for a temporary loan of fifteen rupees to tide him over until he could get a job. The Sikh gave him the money. When Menon asked for his address so that he could repay the man, the Sikh said that Menon owed the debt not to him but to any stranger who came to him in need, as long as he lived. The help came from a stranger and was to be repaid to a stranger. Menon never forgot that debt. His daughter said that the day before Menon died, a beggar came to the family home in Bangalore asking for help to buy new sandals, for his feet were covered with sores. Menon asked his daughter to take fifteen rupees out of his wallet to give to the man. It was Menon’s last conscious act. Menon ministered to strangers because a stranger had ministered to him. [Robert A. Fulgham, All I Really Need to Know I learned in Kindergarten (New York: Villard Books, 1988).] Why have Christians, historically, been so charitable, so caring? It is because once, when we were lying beside the road, broken and bleeding, nail-scarred hands reached down to us and ministered to us in our need. While we were unworthy, Christ the Divine Good Samaritan died for us.

5) “Good Samaritan” to neighbor’s cat: Little Tim was in the garden filling a hole when his neighbor peered over the fence. Interested in what the youngster was doing, he politely asked, “What are you up to there, Tim?”   “My goldfish died,” replied Tim tearfully, without looking up, “and I’ve just buried him.”   The neighbor said, “That’s an awfully big hole for a goldfish, isn’t it, Tim?”   Tim patted down the last heap of earth, and then replied, “That’s because he’s still inside your stupid cat.”

6) “The Good Samaritan-eye.” A man went to see his bank manager to ask for a loan. After he had taken particulars, the bank manager said: “By rights I should refuse your request, but I will give you a sporting chance. Now, one of my eyes is made of glass. If you can tell me which one glass is not, I will grant you the loan.” The customer looked at the manager intently for a few moments and then said: “It’s your right eye.” “That’s correct, said the bank manager.” “How did you guess?” “Well,” replied the customer. It’s your Good Samaritan eye; I mean the kind and sympathetic one.”

7) Danger of becoming a Good Samaritan: Shalom Aleichem tells a delightful story about an old Jewish man standing on a crowded bus. The young man standing next to him asked, “What time is it?” The old man refused to reply. The young man moved on. The old man’s friend, sensing something was wrong, asked, “Why were you so discourteous to the young man asking for the time?” The old man answered, “If I have given him the time of day, next he would want to know where I am going. Then we might talk about our interests. If we did that, he might invite himself to my house for dinner. If he did, he would meet my lovely daughter. If he met her, they would both fall in love. I don’t want my daughter marrying someone who can’t afford a watch.”

24-Additional Anecdotes:

1) ‘Bitte, beten Schwestern.‘ Since we have the Gospel of the Good Samaritan you might think the saint would be Maximillian Kolbe – the Franciscan priest who offered his life in place of a condemned prisoner. He gave a powerful example of self-sacrifice and we will have the opportunity to pray at the starvation bunker where he suffered a slow, painful death. Instead of Maximilian Kolbe, however, I would like to focus on another saint who died in Auschwitz – Edith Stein. Brought up in pious Jewish household, as a teenager she abandoned her faith becoming an atheist. An outstanding philosophy student, one evening she came across the Autobiography of St. Theresa of Avila. She spent all night absorbed in the book. When she reached the conclusion, she closed the book and said, “This is the truth.” By converting to Catholicism in 1922 she rediscovered her Jewish faith and identity. In Holy Week of 1933, after Hitler had taken control of Germany, she told Christ that she knew “it was His Cross that was now being placed on the Jewish people.” The Nazis took away her right to teach and she faced a choice: to flee to America or follow her desire to become a Carmelite sister. Now you might think becoming a cloistered nun is a form of escape. Edith Stein did not see it that way. She wrote her prioress, “Dear Reverend Mother, please permit me to offer myself to the Heart of Jesus as a sacrifice of atonement for true peace, that if possible the reign of Antichrist might be broken without another world war…” Edith Stein, now professed as Sister Teresa Benedicta a Cruce, Sister Teresa Blessed by the Cross, knew something we don’t: the greatest good we can do for a suffering person is to offer ourselves in prayer before Jesus. Sister Teresa gave herself to the rhythm of daily prayer and manual labor – tasks like sewing where she was hopeless. The other sisters made gentle fun, but they soon realized God had blessed their convent with a gifted teacher and mystic. You know what comes next. When the Dutch bishops protested Hitler’s mistreatment of Jews, the Nazis retaliated by arresting some 243 Catholic Jews in Holland. The SS officers told Sister Teresa she had five minutes to gather her belongings. She did it quickly, then with her Carmelite sisters knelt before Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament. One of the sister’s recounts, “she turned toward us with a red face, but calmly and controlled, saying with a sad voice, ‘Bitte, beten Schwestern.’ (‘Please pray, sisters.’)” The guards also arrested her sister, Rosa – a lay Carmelite. At the moment of departure Teresa was calm; Rosa was white as a sheet. They heard Sister Teresa say, “Rosa, komm, wir gehen fur unser Volk.” Rosa, come, we are going for our people. * Sister Teresa was the Good Samaritan in a double sense: first by offering herself in daily praying and then by offering her life in the Auschwitz gas chamber. In doing so she lived the double commandment of love: God first and then love of neighbor for love of God. (Fr. Phil Bloom). (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

2) Louis Pasteur sought a cure. Garfield closed his curtains: Many of us are afraid of dogs. It is a common fear. The eminent scientist Louis Pasteur was far more frightened of dogs than most people. Even a distant bark would terrify him. In his mind he could still see a mad wolf which had raged through his boyhood village bringing agony and death to many of his neighbors. “I have always been haunted by the cries of those victims,” he said, time and again. Yet in 1882, past the age of 60, Pasteur gave up all his other studies in an intense search for a cure for rabies. For three long years, in spite of his deep-seated fears, he risked his life living with mad dogs. At last he came through with a vaccine to cure the victims of rabies. On a July night in 1885 he tried the first injection on a little boy whose life seemed doomed. The boy lived. The remembered agony of his neighbors spurred Louis Pasteur to find a cure for this dread disease. [Alex Osborn, L.H.D., Your Creative Power (New York: N.Y.: Dell Publishing Co., Inc., 1948).] Let us move now from the sublime to the ridiculous. Some of you are fans of America‘s best-known fat cat, Garfield. In one Garfield cartoon, Garfield, seated in a comfortable chair, sees his friend Odie at the window peering in eagerly. Garfield says to himself, “Poor Odie. Locked outside in the cold. I just can’t bear to see him like this. I gotta do something.” At this point Garfield gets up from his chair and closes the curtains! Two responses to need: Louis Pasteur sought a cure; Garfield closed his curtains.(http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

3) “I’ll be happy to honk your horn for you!” Have you heard the story about the elderly woman who lived in a small town in East Texas who had car trouble on the way to the supermarket one morning? Her car stalled at a stop sign. She tried everything to get her car started again, but no luck. Suddenly, a man in a pick-up truck came up behind her and, with obvious agitation, he started honking his horn at her impatiently. She doubled her efforts to get her car going. She pumped the gas, turned the ignition, but still no luck. The man in the pick-up truck continued to honk his horn constantly and loudly. I love what the elderly woman did. Very calmly she got out of her car, walked back to the pick-up and motioned for the man to lower his window and then politely she said: “I’ll make a deal with you. If you will start my car for me, I’ll be happy to honk your horn for you!” Now, that is what you call “Rising to the occasion!” — and that is precisely what Jesus does here in Luke 10. The lawyer was “testing” Jesus, honking his horn loudly. He was trying to trap Jesus and trip Him up with a loaded question, but Jesus (as He so often did), rose to the occasion and passed the test with flying colors. In so doing, He reminded the people back then (and us today), of what the main thing is in the Christian Faith.(http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

4) Good Samaritan to a drowning woman: If, in recent years, you have watched the President of the United States deliver the State of the Union Address, you know that at some point in his speech he will point to the balcony and introduce an ordinary citizen as a real hero in this country. You may not know but that custom began when President Ronald Reagan introduced a man named Lenny Skutnik. To this day reporters will ask presidential aides the question: “Who are the Skutniks this year?'” Lenny Skutnik was a federal worker walking down the street minding his own business, until the day that Air Florida Flight 90 crashed into the Potomac River. The flight had just taken off from Washington bound for Florida. It had developed ice on its wings, which brought the plane down as it tried to clear Washington’s 14th Street bridge. In the next moment several passengers were thrown into the icy river. A helicopter soon came by dropping down ropes, but it could only save one person at a time. There was one lady in the water who was struggling to grab the ladder. But she was so cold and so frozen she could not lift her arms out of the water, and it looked like she was going to drown. Everyone else on that bridge was shouting encouragement to her. Lenny Skutnik broke through the police barricade, jumped into the river, risking his own life, and pulled to shore the lady who otherwise would have surely drowned. The President of the United States called him a hero. Do you know what the Lord Jesus would have called him? A good neighbor. (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

5) Bishop Sheen’s conversion to a Good Samaritan to lepers: Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen, in his autobiography Treasure in Clay, recounts a visit he made to a leper colony in Buluba, Africa. He intended to give a silver crucifix to each of the 500 lepers residing in Buluba. The first person who came forward, however, was a man so disfigured by the ravages of leprosy that Sheen was repulsed by the sight. The man’s left arm was eaten off at the elbow by the disease; so he extended his right hand. This hand, too, was unspeakably corrupted by this awful disease. Unable to bear the leper’s presence, Sheen held the crucifix above the man’s palm and dropped it, where it was immediately swallowed up in the decaying flesh. Instantly, Sheen was aware of his unrighteous act. He had taken the crucifix “God’s sign of identification with humanity” and refused to associate himself with one of God’s children. Overcome with remorse, Sheen dug his fingers into the man’s leprosy and removed the crucifix. This time, he gently placed the crucifix in the man’s hand. Sheen respectfully handed a crucifix to each of the remaining 499 lepers and, in the exchange, learned to love them with the love of the Good Samaritan. (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

6) “When he wakes up, he’ll feel sick, lonely and ashamed.” A well-known leader of the community was found dead drunk, and in public. Allan Emery tells in his book, Turtle on a Fencepost, how his wealthy father sent a chauffeured limousine to pick the man up and bring him to their elegant house. Allan noticed with concern that his mother had prepared the big guest room. There were fresh flowers on the dresser. And, to Allan’s horror, he saw that his mother had made up the handsome four-poster bed with real linen hemstitched sheets and monogrammed linen pillowcases. Allan protested to his mother that she knew nothing about drunks, “that they got sick and the man would throw up all over the bed, sheets, and antique bedspread.” Looking at her perturbed son, his mother said seriously, “When he wakes up, he’ll feel sick, lonely and ashamed. It is important for him to see immediately that he is our honored guest and that we gave him our best.” She knew this man in his disgrace would need all the encouragement he could get. [Ruth Bell Graham, Legacy of a Pack Rat (Nashville, Tennessee: Oliver-Nelson Books, 1989).] He was a leader in his community, but he was a very needy person. And so are we all. (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

7) A Good Samaritan on highways: Thirty years ago, Tom Weller’s car broke down as he was driving through Southern California. A stranger stopped to help Weller and would accept no payment in return for his kindness. Instead, the stranger asked Weller to return the favor by stopping to help some other stranger somewhere. Tom Weller took those words to heart. For the last thirty years, he has helped thousands of stranded people along Southern California’s highways. He never asks for payment; instead, Tom Weller leaves behind a small business card asking each person to help someone else in need. It has become his mission in life to pass on the kindness that was once done for him. [Charles Kuralt with Peter Freundlich. American Moments (New York: Simon & Schuster, 1998), pp. 74-75.] (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

8) Good Samaritan to robbery victim: In the book Profiles in Character, Congresswoman Barbara Cubin from Wyoming tells how her character was shaped by the moral influence of her parents. Barbara’s parents divorced when she was young. A few years later, Barbara’s mother remarried. Her new stepfather worked hard to support the family. One particular story demonstrates his great character. Barbara’s birth father, on a visit to Wyoming, was beaten and robbed. At the hospital, a paramedic found his former wife’s phone number on Barbara’s birth father and called the house. Barbara’s stepfather went immediately to the hospital and paid his wife’s ex-husband’s hospital bill. Then he took him to a local motel. The stepfather paid the proprietor of the motel for the father’s room and meals until he had recovered enough to go home. [Representative Barbara Cubin. Profiles in Character(Nashville: Thomas Nelson, 1996), pp. 68-69.] (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

9) The philosophy of the priest and Levite: In the spring of 1998, there was a story in the news about a fifteen-year-old boy who bled to death just 35 feet outside the emergency room doors of a Chicago hospital. It seems that the teenager was an innocent bystander who was hit by a bullet when gang members started shooting at each other. After he was shot, friends of his managed to carry him to just outside the hospital, where they left him. But apparently the bleeding youth was left there unattended for 25 minutes because it was against hospital policy for doctors or nurses to go outside the building to treat anyone. Instead, they had to wait for an ambulance to arrive to transport him inside. By the time they finally got him into the hospital, the boy was dead. They were more interested in not getting into trouble violating hospital policy than they were in saving a young man’s life! “What is mine is mine” was the philosophy of the priest and the Levite. (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

10) Lady Good Samaritan: Dan Rather recalls an eventful elevator ride in a large Florida hotel: After having flown in late during the night, I am now up early to go downstairs and make a speech before several thousand people. I am not in a good mood. In the elevator I feel all eyes on me. “Didn’t any of these people’s mothers teach them that it’s rude to stare?” I am thinking. Soon the elevator reaches the lobby. As it empties, a woman gently takes hold of my sleeve. “Mr. Rather,” she says quietly, “I don’t mean to intrude.” “Then why are you?” I say to myself. She looks around, making sure no one else is listening. “I don’t want this to be embarrassing. But your fly is unzipped and a piece of your shirttail is sticking out through it,” she says. Then she smiles and strides away. (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

11) “He did not answer the cry for help.” There is a respectable lawyer in Albert Camus’ novel, The Fall. He is walking in the streets of Amsterdam one night and hears a cry. A woman has fallen into the canal and is crying for help. Then the thoughts come rushing through his mind. Of course, he must help, but…a respected lawyer getting involved in this way? What would the implications be? ….what about the personal danger? After all, who knows what has been going on? By the time he has thought it through, it is too late. She has drowned. He moves on, making all kinds of excuses to justify his failure to act. Camus writes, “He did not answer the cry for help. That is the man he was.” [David Shelly, “A Master of Saves,” Presbyterian Survey (July/August 1986).] We would have done better, we tell ourselves, and yet all around us are people in need. Not just physical needs — emotional needs can be more devastating than physical needs. The most serious disease in America today, according to many experts, is loneliness. Many of us could hear cries for help right in our own neighborhood, if we would listen — or in our own families. Why do we not listen? “Do this and live,” said Jesus. (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

12) “We just did not want to get involved.” Back in 1964, a young woman in her late 20s was attacked on her way home by a man who stabbed her repeatedly and took over a half an hour to murder her. She screamed repeatedly for help and at least 38 people looked down from their apartment windows and watched the crime take place. Not one even bothered to telephone the police. When they were asked later why they had done nothing, they gave the famous response, “We just did not want to get involved.” One of the greatest problems we have in our Church, and every Church, is we have Churches that are full of priests and Levites. A Gallup survey discovered that only 10% of American Church members are active in any kind of personal ministry, and 50% of all Church members have no interest in serving in any ministry. In other words, 50% of the Church is saying loudly and clearly, “We just don’t want to get involved”- [“The attitude of the Priest and the Levite in the Good Samaritan story” Rick Warren, The Purpose Driven Church, pp. 365-366.] (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

13) Good Samaritan Law: Some of you remember the Seinfeld show. In its final episode, which aired at the end of the 1998 TV season, the main characters (Jerry, George, Elaine, and Kramer), receive a one-year sentence for failing to help someone who was being robbed. What happens is this: Their plane encounters problems, and they are stuck in Lakeland, Massachusetts. Killing time wandering around on the sidewalks in this quaint New England town, they become innocent bystanders and witnesses of a carjacking. Being New Yorkers and the kind of people, they are, they make fun of the guy who is being robbed. Kramer, who has a camcorder in his hands, films the incident as a curiosity. They never lift a hand, never shout out; they are 10 yards away, and couldn’t care less. They just stand there and casually watch! The robber speeds off with the car and the police arrive late on the scene. With the excitement over, and the poor victim standing dazed in the street, Jerry turns to his friends and suggest they go get something to eat. As they walk off the officer stops them and says, “All right, hold it right there.” Jerry: “What?” Officer: “You’re under arrest.” Jerry: “Under arrest, What for?” Officer: “Article 223 dash 7 of the Lakeland county penal code.” Elaine: “What, we didn’t do anything.” Officer: “That’s exactly right. The law requires you to help or assist anyone in danger as long at its reasonable to do so.” George: “I never heard of that.” Officer: “It’s new, it’s called the Good Samaritan Law, Let’s go.” The series ends with them serving their time. (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

14) “The Member of This Church I Would Most Like to See in Hell.”: Several years ago, a pastor announced (via the sign board in front of his Church) that, come Sunday, he was going to preach on “The Member of This Church I Would Most Like to See in Hell.” What excitement he caused! What a crowd he drew! The church was filled with people who hadn’t been there in ages…. kids who usually walked home after Sunday school….the C and E crowd…. and a bunch of curious Presbyterians who wandered over from next door. Everybody was there. Well, when he finally called a name….he really did call a name…. it was the name of everybody’s favorite Sunday school teacher. Then he went on to say that the reason he most wanted to see her in Hell was because he was sure that, in two or three weeks, given her saintly nature, Hell would be converted and emptied. He didn’t say whether her primary means of accomplishing this would be passing out tracts or by handing out cups of cold water. But he left no doubt that her love of God and neighbor would not allow her to rest comfortably in her place while the rest of us fared miserably in ours. (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

15) “I Didn’t Speak Up.” Do you remember that poignant and wonderful piece written by Martin Niemoeller? Niemoeller was a German Lutheran pastor who was arrested by the Gestapo and sent to a concentration camp in Dachau in 1938. Amazingly, he survived the prison camp experience and was set free by the Allied Troops in 1945. Out of that horrible experience, Niemoeller wrote these haunting words: “I Didn’t Speak Up….In Germany, the Nazis… came… for the Jews and I didn’t speak up because I wasn’t a Jew. Then they came for the trade unionists and I didn’t speak up because I wasn’t a trade unionist. Then they came for the Catholics and I didn’t speak up because I was a Protestant. Then they came for me… and by that time there was no one left to speak for me.” (Quoted in Dear Abby, Houston Post, January 31, 1990). The point is clear….We can’t bail out or run away. We can’t detach ourselves and stand to the side. We can’t ignore the troubles of the world. We can’t just wait around expecting someone else to roll up his sleeves and correct the situation for us. If we are to live in the Spirit of Christ, we have to face the problems and deal with them redemptively.(http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

16) Lesson from Ann Jullian: Actress Ann Jullian’s struggle with cancer and her resulting double mastectomy have been much publicized. She allowed her story to be told to encourage and support others who are enduring a similar struggle. Ann’s husband, Andy, extends the same sympathy to the public. His sentiment is best expressed in a comment he made after viewing President Reagan on television. The newscast showed the former President lugging a potted plant to his wife Nancy, a patient at Bethesda Naval Hospital, who had also had a mastectomy. Observing Ronald Reagan’s concern for his beloved spouse, Andy concurred, “I felt sorry for him. He is simply a guy, just like you and me. He may be the President of the United States, but at that moment he was a husband worried about his wife.” Suffering is equitable, for no one is spared. Understanding the pain of our own afflictions makes us more willing to help our hurting neighbor. That help may come as a kind word, a visit, or a comforting embrace. Mother Teresa once put it like this, “The biggest disease today is not leprosy or cancer. It’s the feeling of being uncared for or unwanted, of being deserted and alone. The greatest evil is the lack of love and charity, and an indifference toward one’s neighbor who may be the victim of poverty or disease or exploited and at the end of his life, left at a roadside.” (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

17) “Here comes my friend Douglass.” Frederick Douglass approached the front door of the White House, seeking admission into Abraham Lincoln’s Second Inaugural Ball. Just as Douglass was about to knock on the door, two policemen seized him, barring the black man’s entrance. Douglass, a large, powerful man, brushed the officers aside and stepped into the foyer. Once inside, two more officers grabbed the uninvited guest, all the while uttering racial slurs. As Douglass was being dragged from the hall, he cried to a nearby patron, “Just say to Mr. Lincoln that Fred Douglass is at the door!” Confusion ensued. Then suddenly the officers received orders to usher Douglass into the East Room. In that beautiful room, the great abolitionist stood in the presence of the esteemed President. The place quieted as Lincoln approached his newly arrived guest, hand outstretched in greeting, and speaking in a voice loud enough so none could mistake his intent, the President announced, “Here comes my friend Douglass.” The President had called Frederick Douglass friend. Who dared demean Douglass if he was a friend of the President? Jesus Christ, the Lord of the universe, has called us his brothers and his sisters. God has called us His own children, but not only us — also the person who lies stripped and beaten by the side of the road. He or she is our friend, our neighbor. (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

18) The good neighbor: An American family was driving cross-country in Alaska in their motor-home when the axle of their vehicle broke and could not be easily fixed. They were in the middle of nowhere. So the father left his family in the motor-home and began to walk in search of help. To his good luck, he came upon an isolated farmhouse. He knocked and a very friendly farmer responded. When he learned of the man’s distress, the farmer just patted him on the shoulder and said he could help. Without wasting a minute, he got into his tractor, drove out and towed the motorhome to his yard. And then, in a very short while, he used his welder and fixed the problem. The American family was extremely relieved and grateful. Taking out his wallet, the father of the family offered to pay, but the farmer would have none of it. “It was my pleasure.” was all he said. “As you can see, I live in isolation and often do not see anybody for weeks and even months. You have given me the pleasure of your company for the last two hours. That is more than adequate compensation.” The American family was greatly impressed to encounter such noble and selfless generosity. It certainly enhanced their belief in the essential goodness of human beings. (James Valladares in Your Words O Lord, Are Spirit and They Are Life; quoted by Fr. Botelho). (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

19) “Welcome my son!” According to an ancient legend, a king who had no son to succeed him posted a notice inviting young men to come along and apply for adoption into his family. The two qualifications were love of God and love of neighbor. A poor peasant boy was tempted to apply but felt unable to do so because of the rags he wore. He worked hard, earned some money, bought some new clothes, and headed off to try his luck at being adopted into the king’s family. He was half-way there, however, when he came across a poor beggar on the road, who was shivering with the cold. The young lad felt sorry for him, and he exchanged clothes with him. There was hardly much point in going any further towards the king’s palace at this stage, now that he was back in rags again. However, the young man felt that, having come this far, he might as well finish the journey. He arrived at the palace, and, despite the jeers and sneers of the courtiers, he was finally admitted into the presence of the king. Imagine his amazement to see that the king was the old beggar-man he had met on the road, and he was actually wearing the good clothes the young man had given him! The king got down from his throne, embraced the young man, and said “Welcome, my son!” (Jack McArdle in And That’s the Gospel Truth; quoted by Fr. Botelho). (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

 20) Good Samaritans in San Francisco airport: Asiana Flight 214 crash landed at San Francisco airport on July 6, 2013 and caught fire. Half of the 12-person cabin crew suffered injuries. But 305 out of 307 passengers were saved by the prompt action of Good Samaritans in the persons of the remaining six crew members and the passengers. Two teenagers died on the spot, a third in the hospital, and 70 passengers suffered injuries. Six uninjured crew members oversaw the emergency evacuation of nearly 300 passengers — using knives to slash seatbelts, calling pilots who slung axes to free two colleagues trapped by malfunctioning slides, fighting flames and bringing out frightened children. Lee Yoon-Hye (40) center cabin manager of Asiana Flight 214 had 20 years of experience with Asiana. She and another flight attendant, Ji Youn Kim, lugged injured passengers on their backs off the burning hulk of the Boeing 777. Lee was the last person to leave the burning plane. Passenger Eugene Anthony Rah said: “This tiny woman was carrying people piggyback, running everywhere, with tears running down her face. She was crying, but she was still so calm and helping people.” “I was only thinking about rescuing the next passenger,” Lee said later. She told the news agency that one of her colleagues carried a frightened elementary school-aged boy on her back off the plane and down the emergency exit slide. Veteran San Francisco police Officer Jim Cunningham charged up the escape chute without a respirator to search for survivors. Benjamin Levy the Silicon Valley venture capitalist, who sat in seat 30K, told the Times that he helped open one of the emergency-exits and helped as many as three-dozen fellow passengers off the plane. It was he who helped Rha, her daughter and dozens of others escape from the back of the plane. (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

21) The other half of the picture: Approximately 1.6 percent of the (US) population own 80 percent of all capital stock, 100 percent of all state and municipal bonds, and 88% percent of all corporate bonds.” At the same time in the United States, millions are being deprived as I speak. One out of four of our children live in poverty. Can you imagine the rage we would feel if 25% of us were unemployed?  Tonight 100,000 homeless kids will have to find a place to sleep. Thirty million of our fellow citizens are illiterate. About thirty-five million have no health insurance. Another sixty million are underinsured. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. advised wisely that our society does need restructuring. And each of us should be pushing the burden up the hill and make sure it gets down the other side. Again, our Bishop speaks, “Direct assistance is good. Tackling the causes is better.” (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

22) The Best Treatment for Loneliness: Dr. Karl Menninger, the famous American psychiatrist, once gave a lecture on mental health and was answering questions from the audience. One man asked, “What would you advise a person to do if that person felt a nervous breakdown coming on?” Everyone there expected him to answer, “Consult a psychiatrist.” To their astonishment he replied: “Leave your house, go across the railroad tracks, find someone who is in need, and do something to help that person.” (Quoted by Fr. Tony Kayala) (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

23) Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood: Aware that the person of the neighbor and the experience of the neighborhood are to be valued and preserved, Fred Rogers and Public Television created a program for children; for 30 years, Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood has offered to a vast young audience an opportunity for being a neighbor and for belonging to a neighborhood where people are cherished and valued, regardless of, and even because of their differences and disabilities. Through his characters, both real and fictional, Rogers continues to teach life lessons about honesty, respect, growing up, individuality, etc. With each program, he renews the invitation, “Won’t you please be my neighbor?” In today’s gospel, Jesus also teaches a life lesson through the characters of the Good Samaritan; once again he renews the invitation to discipleship and challenges believers to consider the question, “Who is my neighbor?” Many, today, complain that the neighborhood is an endangered species and that neighborliness is a dying art. Some blame the very technology that has made the world a global village for further distancing people from one another. After all, how can faceless and nameless “cyberneighbors” surfing the chat rooms of the internet possibly compare with a face to face conversation on the front stoop or porch. Of course, cyberspace keeps the interaction unencumbered, detached, sterile and convenient, but are these the qualities of a neighbor? (Sanchez Files). (http://frtonyshomilies.com/)

24) “I am paying for the next six cars.” An editorial published in a December 1991 issue of Glamour magazine (and quoted by Mark Link in Action 2000, Tabor Pub., Allen, TX: 1993) related the story of a woman driving a red car on a toll road. Pulling up to the tollbooth, she handed the attendant seven tickets. “I am paying for the next six cars,” she said. As each of the cars stopped, the driver was told that the lady in the red car had already paid and “Have a nice day!” The woman in the red car attributed her generosity to something she had read by Anne Herbert: “Practice random acts of kindness and senseless acts of beauty.” Herbert suggested that “random kindness” is capable of creating a tidal wave just as “random violence” can. In affirmation of Herbert’s statement, the editor of Glamour extended this challenge: “Like all revolutions, guerilla goodness begins slowly, with a single act. Let it be yours.” In today’s gospel, Jesus is extending a similar challenge to believers, with one notable exception. The followers of Jesus are not called to random acts of kindness but purposefulloving service. (Sanchez Files).  (http://frtonyshomilies.com/) L/19