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I had just left a comment on your page, and I was getting ready to “ease on down the road,” when I spied your blog “The Church by the Side of the Road” which I had intended to give a cursory glance over before being about my own “bidness.” As I read, I was drawn in by your engaging manner, as always, and by your penetrating wit and insight, as you offered a fresh look at love in light of the Parable of the Good Samaritan. Your sidebar comment regarding those who passed by on the road with the reference to a “Corps Grad” was absolutely priceless. Yes, I show-nuff laughed out loud on that one! Touche. You have a way with words and with the Word, my Good Brother.
I see you are still mining the depths of I John and unearthing all kinds of nuggets. I recall the CD that you made for me with a sampling of a great array of music which turned out to be some of our mutual favorites along with a reading of the entire book of I John. In your blog, was particularly struck by this description of the Samaritan:
“But “we ought to lay down our lives for the brothers (for others).” That's what the Samaritan did for the man left for dead. He took him to the emergency room, paid them, and promised to pay whatever else might be needed for his care. He was a life-giver, and the life he gave was his own. And when we give of our lives, unless we literally step in front of a bus to save someone, or something like that, we give "in part." God promises that we will reap what we sow, both in kind and measure, multiplied.”
Your comment brought to mind a statement that I often make when describing “winners” and “losers” in terms of giving: “Whenever you give, you cannot lose. Whenever you refuse to give, you cannot win.” Thanks so much for sharing your thoughts regarding a section of the Word of God that obviously means a great deal to you.
In closing I want to share a poem that came to mind when I read the title of your blog. The poem is one of those vintage pieces that I made reference to in my comments which brought me to your page in the first place. The title is “The House by the Side of the Road.” Initially I thought it doesn’t quite fit, but then again I realized that that a “church” is actually a “house”, the house of God. Individually, this idea is expressed 2 Corinthians 5:1: “For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.” Corporately, the Church, as the Body of Christ, is comprised of “individual houses” or “tabernacles” which make up “the Temple of the living God.” So I do see the application of the poem to your blog. I trust this will be a blessing to you as well.
Lonnell
The House by the Side of the Road
THERE are hermit souls that live withdrawn
In the place of their self-content;
There are souls like stars, that dwell apart,
In a fellowless firmament;
There are pioneer souls that blaze the paths
Where highways never ran-
But let me live by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
Where the race of men go by-
The men who are good and the men who are bad,
As good and as bad as I.
I would not sit in the scorner's seat
Nor hurl the cynic's ban-
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.
I see from my house by the side of the road
By the side of the highway of life,
The men who press with the ardor of hope,
The men who are faint with the strife,
But I turn not away from their smiles and tears,
Both parts of an infinite plan-
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.
I know there are brook-gladdened meadows ahead,
And mountains of wearisome height;
That the road passes on through the long afternoon
And stretches away to the night.
And still I rejoice when the travelers rejoice
And weep with the strangers that moan,
Nor live in my house by the side of the road
Like a man who dwells alone.
Let me live in my house by the side of the road,
Where the race of men go by-
They are good, they are bad, they are weak, they are strong,
Wise, foolish - so am I.
Then why should I sit in the scorner's seat,
Or hurl the cynic's ban?
Let me live in my house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.
Sam Walter Foss
Janet and I were talking about this very topic and that record in particular this morning. Last couple mornings in fact, on our commute into work. Windshield time is a great time to chat. I was thinking of blogging a blog of my own, and probably will, but wanted to pass a couple thoughts on in response to yours, if I may.
Jesus really does set a gold standard in that response. In those two "commandments' we have the fundamentals of all "Christian" theology, religion and morality. I can find direction in life, life's purpose, within those two simple statements - love God, love others. The question "but who then is my neighbor" is classic - and Jesus gave the parable that answered it, but in light of the two commandments.
The answer was "be the neighbor that loves", not "find the right neighbor". The direction is in what to do, less on who to do it for.
If I act selectively, love this one but not another, today, not tomorrow, at this time in this way and not at that time or that way - I haven't loved as I would myself, and certainly not as God would be loved - with all my heart, mind, body, all the time.
When is it right to love and put God first? The second commandment is realized the same way.