The cost of mercy

Raw thoughts on the parable of the good Samaritan, heard at Morning Prayer

Mercy does not come cheap
at two denarii,
a night’s unpaid delay,
the physical labour of lifting
a grown man onto a donkey,
walking with bags of
sharing the burden with the beast;
the stress to the gut
of tending a stranger’s blood,
swallowing revulsion
that tastes like bile;
the promise to return
by a perilous road
which has already cost
a barrel of mercy,
which is worth its weight
in grace

About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing , and Whom Shall I Fear? Urgent Questions for Christians in an Age of Violence, both from Upper Room Books. She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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