When I was a kid every evening after dinner everyone in our neighborhood would come outside to the front of their homes. Most of the adults would be hanging out on their porches visiting with one another and us kids would be riding our bikes or playing games like wiffle ball or tag in the middle of the street. Everyone seemed to know and like each.
Nowadays, people seem to be a lot busier and don’t tend to hang out on their front porches like they used to but, no matter where I’ve lived I have always managed to get to know most of my neighbors and I realize that though they have all been different they still always have two things in common –Neighbors are an important part of one another’s lives and neighborly love is something that I have always been a part of.
Neighbors are the familiar that surrounds you when you go outside of your home and somehow they make you feel secure when you’re on the inside your home too.
Neighbors watch over one another’s children and homes, keep an eye on packages delivered, and help one another fix things. I’ve had neighbors borrow eggs, butter, and sugar and they’ve returned the favor back to me also. I even had a neighbor once who text messaged me pictures of a family of turkeys that she saw hanging out in my front yard. I would have missed them had she not messaged me!
Neighbors somehow feel like an extension of my own family.
About a year and a half ago, after living in the same neighborhood for 18 years, my husband and I moved. Though I was excited about our new adventure I was also a little sad about leaving our old neighborhood behind. Our first summer here our next door neighbor started bringing us homegrown tomatoes from their garden. Their kindness continued all summer long. They then went away on vacation toward the end of the summer and told us we could come over and pick all the tomatoes we wanted while they were gone! Those homegrown tomatoes were not only yummy but most importantly they were a gesture of kindness that made us feel welcomed and also let us know that we were also a part of our new neighborhood family.
Jesus told us to –“Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.’ The second is this: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no commandment greater than these.” (Mark 12:31 NIV)
My whole life I have been a part of neighborly love even before I knew Jesus told us to love them.
I really can’t imagine going through my life without having a neighborhood family.
How about you? Do you have a neighborhood family? How have you experienced neighborly love? Do you have a special neighbor or what is so special about your neighborhood? Share a line or two about your neighbors in the comment section below… or better yet if you have written a blog post about neighbors go ahead and share the link.
Since this post today is about sharing neighborly love I would like to invite you to leave via -> this link to Compassion International’s website. When you click the link you will find out how you can share neighborly love with a child in a neighboring country by helping to protect them from Malaria. There is no obligation so please on your way out go check it out!
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