At church, Pastor Lee had a good message about the Good Samaritan. In fact, he planted a dude on the side of the road on the way to church who was supposed to attract people to see if they would stop to help him or not. Of course most people did not. It was a good message.
After church, Danny, Andrew, Mogan, and I talked about the story of the Good Samaritan. I'm such a studly dad that we broke it down, discussed the story in modern day life, etc. The kids really got it, as I soon found out.
After we went to the gym to go swimming, we went to Taco Bell for lunch. Good, wholesome, organic foods at reasonable prices.
As we were going through the car line, I heard this jeep trying to start. Over and over again it kept trying to start. In my elite-est self, I thought "Man, this is why I don't go to Taco Bell, doesn't surprise me some skell can't get their car started." Then, Danny said to me, "Hey Dad, shouldn't we help that person like the Good Samaraitan did?"
Ouch.
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LOL. Literally. :)
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