Sunday, February 13, 2011

The Good Samaritan


About a week a ago I was nannying for the Thifault's. As I put Haddie and Libbie, three year old twins, down for their nap I read them the story of the Good Samaritan. When I read the part of the Samaritan coming along and choosing to stop help the man who was robbed, beaten up, and left for dead I saw a clear picture of Christ as the Samaritan.

I imagined what it would be like to be robbed, beaten up, and left for dead. You are laying on a dirt road, clothes stripped off, bleeding, beaten and bruised. A man comes along, a priest, and you cry out to him to help you, but he just walks away on the other side of the road. A while later another man, a Levite, a man of God, walks down the road. You call out to him and he walks on the other side of the road. Soon after that another man comes along. You call out to him and amazingly he stops. He bends over you and bandages your wounds. After that, he picks you up and places you on his donkey and takes you to the nearest Inn and continues to care for you. The next day he pays the Inn keeper, telling him to take care of you and that he will return to pay for all the expenses.

Is that not a beautiful picture of Christ? He we are broken sinners in a fallen world, beaten and bruised because of the sin in our lives and in others. Jesus comes to us and quenches our thirst, bandages our beaten bodies, clothes us and picks us up and sets us on His donkey.

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