For our last family home evening, Sean taught us about the parable of the Good Samaritan. We read the parable in Luke 10:30
Jesus answered, "A certain man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, and he fell among robbers, who both stripped him and beat him, and departed, leaving him half dead. By chance a certain priest was going down that way. When he saw him, he passed by on the other side. In the same way a Levite also, when he came to the place, and saw him, passed by on the other side. But a certain Samaritan, as he traveled, came where he was. When he saw him, he was moved with compassion, came to him, and bound up his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. He set him on his own animal, and brought him to an inn, and took care of him. On the next day, when he departed, he took out two denarii, and gave them to the host, and said to him, 'Take care of him. Whatever you spend beyond that, I will repay you when I return.' Now which of these three do you think seemed to be a neighbour to him who fell among the robbers?"
and then Sean led us in a discussion about it. During the discussion we talked about how to liken the scriptures to our own lives. And that led to a re-telling the parable as it might happen in our days, with each family member adding to the story. For your 'spiritual' reading pleasure, here is
The Good Samaritan.
16 year old Sean was driving down from one place to another on back country roads, and his car started shaking violently and making a loud noise - kerblam blam blam, smoke came pouring out from under the hood, and it shuddered to a stop. Sean tried to restart the car but it was at least half dead and wouldn't turn on. Sean pulled out his cell phone only to find out that it didn't have any service, but at least he could still play games on it. By chance a family in a minivan went down the same road. The dad and mom with the four kids saw Sean waving his arms at them while sitting by the side of the road with smoke still coming out of his engine. They told themselves that they were already later for Junior's soccer game and his team really needed him because Junior was the best player on the team. Surely someone else would be along to help that boy on the side of the road. So they passed him on the other side of the road. A while later a pair of missionaries drove by in their car. They too saw Sean sitting there with his broken down car while waving his arms to catch their attention. The missionaries told themselves that they were on their way to a very important meeting with an investigator who was so close to being baptized. Most missionaries never even met an investigator who was so prepared to accept the gospel and so strong spiritually. They didn't want to mess it up by missing this appointment. So they drove on the other side of the road to avoid getting to close to Sean and his car. Not long after that a homeless man wandered up pushing his shopping cart full of stuff. This man was hairy and smelly (Alauna said, "Daddy!!! heeehee). He had definitely been smoking, Sean could smell it, and probably drinking, he slurred his words a little bit. The homeless man came up to Sean and asked him what the problem was. Sean told him about his car breaking down and how worried his mom must be getting. The homeless man sympathized with Sean's troubles and told him that was why he was homeless. Things couldn't break down if he didn't have them. He had no house or cars to fix and he was happy. He invited Sean to come and live under the underpass with him. Sean politely said, "Thank you for the offer, but my family would really miss my awesomeness if I didn't live at home anymore." The homeless man shrugged his shoulders and said, "if you ever change your mind, you know where to find me. Now, since you want to go home, you're going to need your car to work, so let's take a look at it. I used to be a mechanic and every now and then I still do a little side work." The homeless man and Sean walked to the front of the car and looked under the hood at the engine. The homeless man wiggled a few wires, pushed a few hoses together, and wiped the engine down with some rags from his cart. Then he told Sean to give it another try at starting it. Sean got into the car and turned the key. After a little hesitation the engine turned over and roared to life, albeit a little bit louder than normal. The homeless man then said, "Down the road a mile or so my buddy has a car shop. Your car should be able to get you there, but probably not any further before it breaks down again. So pull in there and tell my buddy that I sent you and he'll take care of you." Sean thanked him and pulled out into the road. As he pulled away he saw the homeless man settle down in the shade by the side of the road and take a nap. About a mile down the road Sean's car started shuddering again and making a really, really loud noise. KerBLAM BLAM, kerblam blam blam And it died again. Sean could see the car shop just up the road so he got out and pushed his car the rest of the way into the yard of the buddy of the homeless man. When the buddy came out, Sean told him about the homeless man and said, "The homeless man said he was your buddy and that you would be able to help me out." The car shop owner said, "I know exactly who you are talking about and he has an account with us that has money in it to pay for just this kind of thing. He has left instructions that we should repair any cars that he sends our way and he'll pay for it. He really is a nice man." Astonished, Sean agreed. While the owner worked on his car Sean called home and let his family know where he was at and that he would be home soon. Now which of these three, the family in the minivan, the missionaries, or the homeless man, do you think was a good neighbor to Sean when his car broke down?