Good Samaritan

After spending some time discussing the parable of the Good Samaritan, the professor of my New Testament class asked us to spend two weeks focusing on Christ's charge to "go and do...likewise" (Luke 10:37). I tried to put an extra effort into praying for eyes to see those in need, and I committed myself to really try to emulate the example the Samaritan. I don't know exactly what I was expecting, but it didn't happen. Nothing really changed. All I really did was greet more people than normal and get to know their names. It seemed like such a minute form of service.  Yet, as I thought about it, I realized that, in a very small way, my little effort to get to know more people and to greet them by name reflected God's love.  He knows each of us by name, He always remembers us and we are precious to Him. I think of Isaiah's messianic declaration: Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee. Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands; they walls are continually before me  (Isaiah 49:15-16). I have felt God's awareness of me and it was a privilege to be able to, in my imperfect and clumsy way, demonstrate to several people that God was aware of them.