I’m writing over at The Glorious Table today! Here’s a preview
A year ago, we made an unplanned local move. It was stressful, but we knew that in the long run, there would be a lot of benefits to our new rental house. We had to make such a quick decision that we didn’t even have time to think about our new neighbors; however since we’d lived in a cul-de-sac for two-and-a-half years without anyone speaking to us already, I didn’t have high expectations for our new neighborhood.
Imagine my surprise when, on moving day, three of our new neighbors came out to meet us before we’d even unpacked our first carload. More than that, during the month leading up to our busiest season, our neighbors brought us cookies, gave us contact information for the least expensive companies for trash and internet, and helped us figure out where our boys would have to get the bus for school.
Our neighbors helped us adjust to our surroundings quickly. They helped make a house feel like a home. They loved in effortless ways, but it meant a lot to us because of our previous experiences just a half-mile away.
Evangelicals have clashed over the modern definition of what it means to love your neighbor. Many otherwise loving people have spent significant energy attempting to will others to agree to their narrow biblical viewpoint of loving your neighbor. The circular arguing has splintered relationships, opened old wounds, and even caused some to question whether they are welcome within the church walls.
Read the rest over at The Glorious Table