If you saw a person injured alongside the road, would you stop and care?

Recently, I was walking in a 60 mile breast cancer walk and as I neared the end of the walk,  I was so tired and my feet were so tired.  Then I came alongside a walker who was barely moving and each step was pure agony.

I asked, “How are you doing?”

She said, “Not very good.”

I said, “Do you need water or a power bar?”

She said, “No.”  Then she added, “Where are the shuttles when you need them?”

Now I should have stayed with her, encouraged her to sit down and then watched for a shuttle.  But I didn’t.  My agenda took over.  I wanted to get this walk over, have a shower, rub my sore feet and go to bed.  I, like that priest and that Levite in “The Good Samaritan,” passed right on by.  I am so sorry that I chose “Me” over my wounded Neighbor. Would you stop?

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