I would say that this post begins another (very) occasional series, but I would hate to raise the hopes of those readers who are eagerly awaiting the second installment of my last (very) occasional series. I will merely note that this may or may not become a (very) occasional series, but there is certainly enough material available for that to happen. Alternate titles could be “Bees in my [Metaphorical’ Bonnet” or “What Really Grinds My Gears.” I proffer these additional suggested titles to soothe the intellectual turmoil of those who may dislike my use of the term “urban legend” in this way, which I mean here to be “an often-repeated story or phrase that has no basis in historical reality, but whose constant repetition has given it a sense of authority in spite of its falsity.”

We, like the lawyer, tend to consider the dying man to be our neighbor. Indeed, Jesus does say to the lawyer, “Go and do likewise.” But technically, and literally, it is the Good Samaritan is my neighbor, and that makes me the dying man.

This was published April 9, 2014. Interestingly, this "Impact Church” is dead. The link is dead. The local franchise is dead. — Ed.

This postcard just arrived from Impact Church. On the back it says:

"At Impact Church, we don't want to add religious duty to your 'list' of stuff that occupies your time. In fact, we dislike religion as much as you do."