Your continued misquoting does not correct your original misstatement. The words “brother’s keeper” appear once: After Cain kills Abel, God asks him where his brother is. Cain responds, “am I my brothers keeper?” or as we would say today “how should I know? I’m not his babysitter”.
In the passage you cite about the Good Samaritan, Christ did not ask us to be our neighbor’s keeper or babysitter. He said we were to love our neighbor as our self...a version of the golden rule.
The Good Samaritan didn’t keep the beaten man with him, or meddle in his affairs. He didn’t even hunt down the robbers to punish them. He took care of the man, left him in good hands and went on his way...certainly not a babysitter.
The question you ask poses a completely different situation than we have been discussing. In fact, I have clearly addressed your false argument. SEEING a child being hit is entirely different than THINKING a child has been hit. Although I am afraid you would intervene if you saw a good parent disciplining their child. You would have probably stuck your nose in when my mom was giving me a spanking - and that would be none of your business, according to the Bible.
A child is presumably more helpless than an adult, therefore in greater need of our help. But my argument has never been that one should not help when there is obvious abuse. My argument has always been that without proof, without certain knowledge, you, the state, anyone is wrong to make assumptions and take children away from the parents based on those assumptions.
look at what Christ was using the parable a reply to. it is a reply to whether we should care about others. when you say I am not my brothers keeper you are saying I don’t care.
most abuse of children happens behind closed doors Away from those that would be sicken if they were to view it. that is why it needs to be investigated if it is suspected. you are so fearful of those that would investigate that you don’t want anyone to look into it.
years ago when I lived in Alaska I had a friend that I knew in a small town. I knew him for about a two years I was I think 25 or 26 at the time he was just a kid about 16 at the time I met him. Something did not seem right about his family life. I could not put my finger on it. he had three younger siblings also. after living in Alaska for about two years I decided to go back to school and I got to know the kid because he had decided to go there also. That kid had not been to school in the last five years and had been kicked out of the house by his parents. he had to get his GED with the help of others that had stepped in when he was in need. it turned out that his dad had moved them to Alaska to hide from cps workers in the lower 48. according to him there was some nasty abuse going on of his mom and his younger siblings. at the urging of others he contacted the state about what was happening and his siblings got help. the big thing that sticks in my mind is that when I was living in that small town I was not the only one that thought there was something not quite right and did nothing. it was a topic of town gossip. If there had not been a state agency to investigate what was happening who knows how long it would of continued.
talking to you is like chasing my tail I am done.