Curve in the Narrow Road

By William Bausch

Once, there was a farming town that could be reached only by a narrow road with a bad curve in it. There were frequent accidents on the road especially at that curve, and the preacher would preach to the people of the town to make sure they were Good Samaritans. And so they were, as they would pick up the people on the road, for this was a religious work.

One day, someone suggested that they buy an ambulance to get the accident victims to the hospital more quickly. The preacher preached, and the people gave, for this was religious work.

Then one day, a councilman suggested that the town authorize building a wider road and taking out the dangerous curve. Now it so happened that the mayor had a farm market and fruit stand right at the curve on the road and so he was against taking out the curve.

Someone asked the preacher to say a word to the mayor and to the congregation next Sunday about it. But the preacher and most of the people figured they'd better stay politically correct on the matter. So the next Sunday, the preacher preached on the Good Samaritan and encouraged the people about their generous work. The people were encouraged indeed and continued their good work -- of picking up accident victims.

How long, you simple ones, will you love simplicity? How long will mockers delight themselves in mockery, and fools hate knowledge? Because they hated knowledge, and didn't choose the fear of the Lord. They wanted none of my counsel. They despised all my reproof. Therefore they will eat of the fruit of their own way, and be filled with their own schemes. For the backsliding of the simple will put an end to them. The careless ease of fools will destroy them. (Proverbs 1:22, 29-32)