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those people who offend us could be our true friends...
I would like to take this opportunity to be very direct -but of course in an indirect fashion. Sometimes a lump of clay is left on a table in a classroom -sometimes blank sheets with Crayolas nearby. The person who left them there asks, "what will they do with these?" and watches the children to see what they will make out of the clay -what will they communicate on paper. Ultimately, it reveals much.
The man robbed, beaten and left for dead also served as such a question. "What will you do with this guy?" The priest had no love for him, neither did the Levite. So much for the self-righteous 'perfect' people...
The most despised of men -the one considered the foreigner, the one who was so 'different' and who's beliefs angered many -he was the one who demonstrated love.
Who is it that you despise? Who do you consider to be an abomination? Might they have more love in their hearts than you? Are we so filled with knowledge that we can't love those who are difficult to love -those who are so different?
"Love your neighbor as yourself" was the command. The question then became, "And who is my neighbor?"