See me wounded, yet, they pass
I struggle on, barely awake
Wondering why I'm so alone.
Perhaps they did not look to see
My limping gait and shallow breath
Or if my weakness saw, by chance,
Were caught up in their daily grind.
Then I stumble on a rock
No steady hand to catch my fall
The razor rocks splitting my skin
Oh where is he willing to stop?
Who'll take a second look and see
What feeble strength is giving way
Who'll wrap me in his warmest coat
And carry me into the inn?
I wonder as a figure nears
Will he stop to lift me up,
Quench my thirst, offer support,
And call his name Samaritan?
Christmas should be just that: a time to honor Christ.
What better way to do that than to emulate his example? Christ was the "Good Samaritan" in his parable; he is always there to lift us up and put our welfare before his own. The Samaritan paid the innkeeper in advance and said that any excess debt incurred, he would pay upon return. Christ did that for each of us through his Atonement for his sins.
So many people hide their struggles and put on a brave face; however, if we are willing to take a second glance, we will find plenty of opportunities to serve our fellow-man. We can emulate the Spirit of Christmas by showing compassion, love, and patience to others. Give someone the benefit of the doubt this week; instead of frustration, show love and observe how the situation changes. You may be surprised what you find.
