In June 2010, I made a stop in Boston to meet a friend for lunch. We had planned to eat at a swanky bistro with a view of the Atlantic and, in the distance, planes soaring into the sky from Logan Airport. It was a day illuminated by summer sunshine, a Friday of loosened ties and rolled-up sleeves. Boston Common felt like a college campus. Driving to pick up my friend, I quickly (...)
The Last Word
Bad Samaritan
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good story - thank you
I used it for a theological reflection in a class I am taking. It went over well.
Matt: We are all sinners; only Christ was perfect.
That said, your story pierced the hearts of every reader, reminded all of us that we must, indeed, reach out to the fallen, even when it is inconvenient, even when it seems impossibly difficult.