"When a friend of mine was a student at Yale, he and another guy were on the road in a “college student” car (the kind students had before everybody got rich). It was in the middle of the night in Tom Wolfe’s “Bonfire of the Vanities” territory, the south Bronx. They had a flat.
Before they could open the trunk to see if they even had a spare, an ancient, rusty car squealed to a halt in front of them in the breakdown lane. Out climbed two large men speaking Spanish. The students figured, “This is it.” They were frozen in fear. But before they had a chance to decide whether to scream for help or run for their lives, the two Bronx types started changing the tire. They were done in minutes.
As they started to leave, my friends tried to pay them. They ignored them, walked away, got into their car, and left. If my friends had followed their fear, they wouldn’t have got the tire changed, and they’d have had to go and get help in the middle of the night."
The rest is here. OON suggests listening and being open-minded is the point of this parable. The supply priest at my NH church this morning suggested the point is to reach out to others and connect with them. I've always found it to be a story yes, of helping others, but also of not making judgements and of looking for love in all the wrong places on purpose. I guess Jesus is just that awesome on so many levels!