"Do Excuses Ever Work?"


Sermon Delivered By Reverend Richard E. Stetler – July 14, 2013

Centenary United Methodist Church

Psalm 82; Luke 10:25-37

 

    This morning we are going to consider the parable of the Good Samaritan. Before we launch into thoughts we can take home with us today, let’s set the stage for this parable. When Jesus was engaged in storytelling, he always used illustrations that were familiar to his listeners. 

    For example, the road from Jerusalem to Jericho was an extremely dangerous route to travel.  Jesus’ listeners knew this. The twenty mile stretch of road drops 3,600 feet through winding, narrow rocky outcroppings.  There are numerous sudden turns that provide a haven for those who prey on travelers.      

    There was a cast of characters in Jesus’ parable.  The first person was the traveler who did not use good judgment when he decided to travel on that road alone.  He had no one to blame but himself for his circumstances.  He was robbed, badly beaten and left for dead. 

    The second person was the priest that hurried past the fallen traveler.  He knew that if he touched the body and the person was deceased, he would become ritually unclean for seven days (Numbers 19:11).  This would mean that he would miss his turn of duty at the Temple. 

    The third person was a Levite.  Apparently, this man paused, went over to the wounded man and looked at him.  He also hurried off.  He was aware that often bandits use one of their own as a decoy.  Once a traveler stops, the others come from behind the rocks and attack.  

    The final man to approach the beaten traveler was the Samaritan.  We must assume that Jesus’ chose this racially-mixed character as the crown jewel of his lesson.  He knew Jews had no dealings with Samaritans.  Jesus was answering a question of a teacher of the Law that asked, “Who is my neighbor?”  Through his story, Jesus supplied the answer that everyone is his neighbor, including people he may despise.

    There was no way a person could identify Samaritans just by looking at them. Calling someone a Samaritan, however, was more often a racial slur that referred to anyone that was not obedient to the ceremonial laws of the Jews.  In fact, Jesus was once referred to as a Samaritan for this reason. (John 8:48)

    The inn keeper trusted the Samaritan to pay any additional costs on his return trip that might occur during his care, so our hero had good credit.   He may not have had any Jewish beliefs but he was an honest man who responded with compassion toward the injured stranger.  God always overlooks our beliefs.  As Jesus taught, when our treasure is rooted in responding to others with attitudes and acts of compassion, there will our hearts be also.

    Numerous people do not respond to human need without first thinking about it.  This was the issue with the priest and the Levite.  “Suppose he’s dead and I touch him?”  “Suppose he’s a ploy to get me to stop.” We can easily debate whether or not some need is legitimate to merit our generosity.

    We experienced a potential emergency last week during our service.  Sylvia was having a problem with low blood sugar.  She was immediately surrounded by those who came to her assistance.  One of them was one of our visitors, Rose Marie Yarrum, who was a nurse. When thoughtfulness is the primary driver for our immediate response, we become a Good Samaritan.

    This can happen when we bring groceries each month for St. John’s Food Bank without thinking about it. This can happen when we stop at the scene of an accident.pan style="mso-spacerun:yes">  Today, we know that many people do not stop even when they caused the accident.  The police are always asking for witnesses to come forward.  The Good Samaritan did not take the time to ask, “Is he dead?” “Is he a Jew?”  “Is he like me or is he one of those that live off of the generosity of others?”  He acted immediately and without thinking.

    There is an interesting story that contrasts various beliefs from two of the world’s major religions that may actually justify why believers do not become Good Samaritans. 

    A British tourist was traveling in India.  While walking on a narrow path, he was texting a message to someone on his cell phone.  He had wandered from the narrow path and tumbled into a deep pit, injuring his arm and his ankle.  The man began to call out, hoping to arouse the attention of someone passing by.

A Hindu heard the screams and looked into the pit.  He said to the man:

 

My friend, you are faced with a wonderful opportunity.  In your struggles to free yourself from the pit, you will learn much about yourself.  You will become more empathetic toward your brothers who struggle with their life-issues.  When you finely gain your freedom, you will be like the butterfly that freed itself from its cocoon.  A lot of Karma will be burned and you will be filled with confidence to face your next challenges.

    The man went on his way, envious of the lessons the man in the pit will learn.

    A second man came by the path and also heeded the screams for help. He looked down at the struggling man.  The injured man looked up and confessed that he had been using his mobile device and was not paying attention to the path.  The Buddhist was filled with compassionate wisdom and said:

There are consequences both visible and invisible to every thought, emotion and deed.  Consequences are often the greatest teachers anyone can have.  Without them we would not learn where our boundaries lie nor would we search for more worthy horizons that are distinctly different from the direction our current path is taking us.  I bid you well as you discover within your circumstances how to liberate your body and spirit from what has made you a prisoner.

    He, too, went on his way.

    Finally, another man came from the lowest social caste in India.  He looked down but said nothing for he knew no English.  He left the area and came back with a fallen tree which he struggled to lower into the pit.  Once the tree was secured, he climbed down on the thicker branches.  He noticed that in addition to the swollen ankle, the man had fractured his arm. 

    The stranger positioned the man and carefully lifted him to his shoulders and then using his bodily strength, developed from being a common laborer, he slowly climbed the tree until both men were out of the pit.  He fashioned a padded crutch from a branch with a “Y” at the end.  The two walked until they came upon a medical facility.  The stranger pointed to a building and said in English, “Doctor.”  The two parted ways.  Jesus would have asked, “Who was the neighbor to this man?”

    It is not uncommon to find very religious people refraining from becoming Good Samaritans.  Our excuses are many:  “I have a schedule to keep.”  “Someone else will handle the problem.” “I have immediate responsibilities.” “I am irritated by people who cannot assume responsibility for themselves.”  It is interesting that humanity’s psyche has allowed the story of the Good Samaritan to survive for thousands of years as one of the primary markers of spiritual growth. 

    What happens to us when an opportunity comes for us to act?  Will we first think about it?  Will we create excuses to justify our reticence?  Will we choose immediately to become involved?  One of the things of which we can be certain is that opportunities to be of service will never stop coming.   They are part of our on-going training.

    During an earlier time in my ministry, I was a camp counselor at one of our conference wilderness facilities.  For several years, I was the guide for ten to fifteen teens during a week of backpacking on the Appalachian Trail that runs from Georgia to Maine.  The trail passes near to our facility, and through the years, it has been handy for outdoor camping experiences.  During this particular week, my group hiked 26 miles.  We spent our nights in tents. 

    Often such trips were the first experience many of the teens had of being in the woods without hair dryers and bathroom facilities. They were given a list of articles to bring and the camp supplied the light weight dehydrated food packets that we prepared over a campfire.  The trail is lovely but a number of the teenagers were unaccustomed to walking long distances.  Toward the end of our first day, one of the girls was limping. 

    When we stopped for the evening, I examined her foot where a formidable blister had formed. She had remained silent about it because she did not want her problem to slow down the group.   One of our natural leaders that week was a young man who had achieved the Eagle Scout award in Boy Scouting and had learned a number of life-skills few others had.  I asked him to take care of the girl’s foot.

    He hesitated.  I looked at his face and his confidence was gone.  He said, “She’s black.”  I jokingly said, “Yes, but she’s pink inside and part of that pinkness is showing up on the bottom of her foot.”  He said, “I have never talked to a black person in my life.”  I knew this was a serious threshold for this young man so I ended my humor. 

    The two of us walked back to her and I said, “The doctor in our group is making a house call. He’ll fix that blister for you.” She put her foot into his lap as he began to use his First-Aid skills. It was interesting to see the ice melt between the two. She was a very engaging girl that had not recognized his hesitancy. She made him feel valuable and needed.  Midway in the next day, he ceased leading the group so that he could monitor her progress by walking beside her.

    With two days left in our journey, he did what would have been unthinkable just two weeks earlier.  He lashed her backpack to his pack and carried her load for her until we reached our pick-up site.   Everyone in the group noticed.  That night during our time of sharing, it was fascinating that our closing song happened to be, “He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother.”   

    All the clutter from excuses leaves our minds when we respond immediately without thinking. We have to remember that we are guardian angels that are always on duty.  The priest and the Levite also had their excuses for not helping.  Maybe someone is taking advantage of us.  People are always taking advantage of God’s generosity too, but that does not appear to bother God. 

    When we give from a compassionate heart, our personal coffers will never be empty.  This is the way creation works.  We reap what we sow.   When we are always sowing, our harvest will always be plentiful.  There is very little that brings more peace to our spirits than when we give without counting the cost. This is what the Good Samaritan did.  Jesus used him as yet another example of The Golden Rule. The truth about these matters is that who we are becoming is always on display.  What do other people see when they look at us?