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Earlier this week, my husband and I traveled for some routine bloodwork. On our way back, we decided to walk through the mall. All was swell until I noticed someone had door-dashed food and left it outside a store. Soaring into the low hundreds, I knew the food wouldn’t last long. At first, I passed it by. A mere ten steps later, however, I raced back. I felt the urge to do what God calls the Good Samaritan action.  

Looking at the delivery tag on the small Texas Roadhouse bag, I saw that the food had already been outside for 30 minutes. Perched against the Tiffany & Co. entrance, I swallowed my pride and marched inside. I wasn’t dressed for the occasion, and I certainly wasn’t dressed to face those in suits and ties inside the store. My husband thought I was crazy. But deep down, I knew I was doing the right thing. 

Thankfully, I found the owner of the food. They were gracious I told them about their delivery but frustrated that no one had told them sooner. That got me thinking about this: 

We all want to be the Good Samaritan in our marriages, friendships, and relationships. The person who loves God with all their heart, soul, mind, and soul and loves their neighbor as themselves. But sometimes, it requires us to do the right thing, even when it’s hard. Sometimes, it requires us to do the right thing, even and especially when everyone around is watching and too afraid to do the right thing themselves.