I was just helped out today by some great neighbors who embodied the parable of the Good Samaritan:
I wasn't waylaid by robbers, but some slick snow on a county road did put me in a bad place-my truck spun 180 and nearly rolled over down a ditch.
Stuck I was, and tipped precariously. I called for help, but before any of my friends could get there, Great Samaritan #1 stopped and tried to pull me out. Didn't work. I thanked him and was going to call a tow truck when Great Samaritans #2 + #3 stopped to help-one ran home and got a 4 wheel drive jeep, the other had a good strap, and they got me back on the road; I thanked them greatly for saving me from the ditch of despair.
I WAS going to continue to my friend's house, but I just didn't have enough traction, so I went back to town and put 300 pounds of sand in the back...and came home. Enough excitement for today; my friend was very understanding.
I thank God for those Great Samaritans, and I will be there for others just as they have been there for me.
It makes for a happier world.