It’s easier if we just think of the parable as about risking your neck to save a stranger. It gets harder when we see that Jesus isn’t just talking about strangers—he’s talking about enemies. He’s talking about the people who get on your last nerve, who make you so mad you can spit, who you can name ten reasons why they don’t deserve the time of day. What would happen if you were beat up and lying somewhere in a ditch, and the people who are on your side, the great and the good people, passed on by on their way to do more great and good things, but then… some sinner who’s got it all wrong is the one who stretches out his hand and cleans your wounds and gives you a place to stay? What then?