Everything.
The second man was even more surprising. Because his title alone should have guaranteed he would stop.
The Levite actually went over and looked at him.
He saw the wounds. He saw the blood. He saw the man was still alive.
And then he, too, passed by on the other side.
Two religious men. …
Everything.
The second man was even more surprising. Because his title alone should have guaranteed he would stop.
The Levite actually went over and looked at him.
He saw the wounds. He saw the blood. He saw the man was still alive.
And then he, too, passed by on the other side.
Two religious men. Two men who had memorized the scriptures. Two men who had sung the Psalms, who had recited Leviticus 19:18 — "Love your neighbor as yourself" — possibly that very morning.