In
Lando we see a complex character who, as with all good
businessmen/conmen, is well liked despite some of his actions. Because
of him, some of us may have grown up knowing that friendships are tricky
things. They rise and fall, get warmer or cooler. Sometimes there is a
girl, a job or a hand of sabacc that gets in the way. But hopefully we
always remember what that other person means to us. There may be
betrayals or circumstances of life that cause us to drift from our
friends, but something in the human being yearns for close friendships.
Friends are with us in good times and bad. In times of need, we can turn
to them and expect some comfort and aid. An inherent trust exists in
all good friendships. Sometimes that trust is betrayed, but that
betrayal only stings because we know what friendship is really all
about.
After the events on Cloud City were done, Luke was rescued by the crew of the Falcon, the frozen Han was on his way to Tatooine, and the group of rebels seemed scattered. But there is a resolve in their eyes that is palpable. The enemies have hurt the group, but are were more determined than ever to help each other. It is through their friendships and care for each other that, even in the face of recent setbacks, they believe that they will overcome the evil infecting the galaxy.
For us, the value of friendship in our lives is great. And I don’t like using the word great when it is unnecessary. Human beings are not created to live for themselves alone, but as members of a community, where they find true personhood. We are communal beings and crave contact with other humans. Each does this in their own way. Some may prefer long periods of silence and solitude, but even that is done within a community, to a certain degree. From the dense cities of Philadelphia and Coruscant to the Jundland wastes and the American prairie, we are all surrounded by neighbors. In these communities and neighborhoods, we are stretched to become more than we would be if we were to be left to ourselves.
The word ‘neighbor’ itself comes from two Old English words. The first is ‘nēah’ which means near; and the second is ‘gebūr,’ which means dweller. To be a neighbor is to be near to someone. I know that I am speaking about two different things here – both friends and neighbors, but we will see how the neighbors are the ones that we ought to count as our friends in the end. We know from the parable of the Good Samaritan that the one who was truly neighbor to the attacked man was the Samaritan in his great compassion. Only the Samaritan was ‘near’ to the unfortunate man in his suffering. Jesus redefines ‘neighbor’ as more than just physical proximity, but also closeness in a spiritual and compassionate way. It is easier to ignore the homeless or the needy in our midst without giving them a second thought. However, it is our nearness and care that makes these two men from different worlds truly neighbors and friends.
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