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A Little Bit on The Good Samaritan
by Fred Pruitt

Normally when we consider the story of the Good Samaritan (Luke 10:30-37), it has from our childhood been presented as a moral tale, and the focus is on the action of the Samaritan, who showed mercy on a man who had been beaten, robbed, and left to die by the side of the road.

But now we consider the wounded man himself.

Do we not realize that he is also Christ?

Emmanuel has allowed himself to be disguised under dirt, blood, vomit, and excrement. In Man He has allowed Himself to be wounded, to be stripped of His heavenly raiment by robbers, to bleed naked on the side of the road, to stink, to be repellent and abhorrent to the sight of other men, so that they dare not dirty themselves by touching him and so pass by on the other side of the road.

Insomuch as ye do unto the least of these my brethren, ye do it unto Me.

He was not being figurative, but literal.

The wounded man, beaten, robbed, disrobed and dying naked by the side of the road, is all of us, the masses of humanity, every man woman and child who is living and who has ever lived and who will ever live -- Germans, Poles, Russians, Czechs, Japanese, Chinese, Burmese, Arabian, Afghani, Pakistani, English, Iraqi, Persian, French, Italian, Vietnamese, Haitians, Cubans, Mexicans, Africans, Romans, Greeks, Jews, Muslims, Buddhists, Shintos, Republicans, Democrats, Nazis, Communists -- and all of that is the wounded Christ, Christ whose heel has been bruised in bringing many sons to glory, Christ Who is the Man of Sorrows, who bore our iniquities in his own body hanging from a Cross, who took it all into Himself, not figuratively, but literally, not by some legal contract, "If you perform this act, I'll forgive everybody and make everybody who believes a son of God," but by virtue of the fact that HE BECAME ALL THAT WE WERE by the will of the Father and thereby IS PRESENT AND LIVING IN all the sorrows and hurts and iniquities and hatreds and contradictions of his created sons and taking them into Himself and raising the whole of our existence to Heaven into Himself.

So it is then Christ as the Samaritan, Who finds Christ in the wounded man by the side of the road, and binds up His Wounds and pays the price for his recovery. In both he bears the stink, the revulsion, the sorrow, and the healing. The Samaritan no doubt got the stench of the wounded man on him when he picked him up and took him to the inn. But no matter. It was Christ bearing Christ.

We bear the stench of the earthly. It's a good smell. It has the aroma of life to it. The smell of a farm. There is sweat, pain, sorrow and disappointment, as well as cool breezes in the summer, pleasures and joys, and dreams fulfilled.

To live in the world is to live Christ, which means we are whatever we need to be in order to reveal the Father to others. It means we are wounded, hurt and bleeding sometimes, and other times we pick up the hurt and bleeding and help them on their way.

Either way, if you are wounded, bleeding and dying, or riding up on a white horse to save the day, you are Christ living. You are the Living Purpose of the Father, a mission of love, perfect love, which comes from no attainment on your part whatsoever except the grace-given contriteness of heart which says there is only One Will and that is You O God and by His grace and wisdom He has created You a living expression of Himself through no effort on your part to "become something" on your own, in a mystery of union of persons too deep for words. You have ceased trying to grasp the Life of God and trying to contain it and work it, and have now come to the consciousness of being contained of IT and created by IT and that Life is in a flow that is continuously expanding and creating and YOU are the naturally occurring expression of the Living God. You ARE the Son who reveals the Father.

And it's a laugh a minute.