My sister’s vehicle began making a terrible racket yesterday, like rocks rolling around in a metal bucket. It was obvious that she needed to have it inspected and fixed. But how and where? It couldn’t be driven, and the nearest place to tow it would be at least 30 miles away. Plus any dealer would charge her a fortune just to look at it. I texted a friend and asked his advice. He and his son showed up a bit later, opened the hood, and diagnosed the problem. Then they called the auto parts place for the water pump and got to work fixing things. It was so, so hot, and the job took longer than they thought it would due to a missing bolt. But in a couple of hours, the truck was fixed. No tow truck, no overpriced dealer, no hassle for us.
A few Sundays ago in church, we read the parable of the Good Samaritan. Jesus asks the lawyer: “Who was a neighbor to the man in need?” The answer: “The one who showed mercy.” Our neighbors are the ones who took care of us, showed mercy, gave us what we needed – their skill, their time, their willingness to help.
What a blessing to have neighbors!!
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