The Good Mexican: a modern parable

Now, there was a certain student and expositor of the Scriptures who wanted to test Jesus and asked, "How do I make sure I gain eternal life?  Can I just love God with all I am, and care for my neighbor's well-being as deeply as I care for my own?"

And the answer was "Yes!"

Suddenly, feeling the weight of his guilt, he queried further, "But who is my neighbor?"

And the answer came: "There was a man traveling from Eastern Suburbia to Western Suburbia through the heart of the City (a place commonly considered dangerous for any Suburbians traveling alone.)  And since he needed a coffee, he stopped at a gas station in City.  As he walked back to his car, he was assailed from behind by a gang that mugged  him and threw him into the shadows, taking his wallet, his keys, and then his car.  A pastor happened to walk by a few minutes later, but when he saw the bloodied and groaning man, he quickly crossed the street and slipped away.  Not long later, a deacon was walking by and after taking a look at the man, continued on his way, on the other side of the street.  But there was a recent Latino immigrant, who upon seeing the man, felt great sorrow and compassion, and so he went and helped the man get up and cared for his bumps and bruises, and took him into his own house and fed him and gave him a place to sleep.  And the next day, the Mexican man again fed the man, gave him a decent set of clothes and gave him bus money to get back to Eastern Suburbia.  All this without telling the Suburbian that he might lose his job for taking the day off or that he had next to no money. 
So, yes, if by neighbors, you mean every one who has the breath of life in them, then yes, by all means, love God and your neighbor and you WILL inherit eternal life.  But if you only desire to love the lovely, comfortable neighbors, then no, loving your neighbors will not take you to heaven."