What does it look like to be the Good Samaritan?

An AMAZING sermon by Pastor Bucky regarding the daring adventure to be a Good Samaritan, to be the hands and feet of Jesus to our world.  This is a POWERFUL sermon that I am confident you will enjoy.  At the end of his sermon there is an incredible testimony of what we can do if we lead with God’s grace and love EVEN when we can’t or don’t want to.

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  1. Here are some deep thoughts from a friend’s Journal after he listened to this sermon:

    Who am I? Who are we? Am I by the wayside and Satan is robbing me of the Word? Do I have a hardened heart and fall away when tempted? Am I choked out with cares, riches and pleasures of life? Or am I of noble heart and character and keep God’s word and bear fruit with patience? Do I hide God’s light in me? Am I a brother more real and true than a blood brother or sister or mother or father? Am I afraid of the storms of this life or do I recognize who Jesus really is? Am I living among the dead? Am I naked? Am I bound and isolated? Am I sitting at Jesus feet, clothed and in my right mind? Are others who have seen the work of Jesus in me telling others about it? Am I telling others about it? Am I begging Jesus to be with Him? Am I listening and obeying Jesus’ instruction and guidance for my life? Am I welcoming and waiting for Jesus? Am I falling down at Jesus feet and begging Him to come to my house? To care for my children? Am I trembling with fear and falling down before Jesus and declaring in the presence of others the reason I believe in Jesus and how He has healed me? And then do I go in peace having done so? Do I doubt when the world says Jesus cannot heal me or my loved ones? Do I fear? Do I believe? Do I let Jesus in spite of no hope that I can see? Am I astonished when I do see what He does?
    Who am I? I am who I feed the most. Do I feed my flesh and listen to the world? Or do I feed my spirit and listen to God? I must listen to God, to His word. Without Him I am deaf, dumb, blind, naked and poor. With Him I can hear hope, speak comfort, see beauty, wear righteousness and give generously.

    O Jesus, touch me I beg you, touch me. I desire to be like you, to serve you, to love you. I want to be your servant of love and tenderness. Soften my heart, make me whole again, this day, this hour. Tune me to sing your song. Make me a melody to please you, a sweet aroma rising to you. Let me bring you joy, a smile. Amen

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