Love your neighbor – but how?

We were out in our yard one sunny afternoon, and noticed a throng of people, big and small, down by the retention pond for our neighborhood.  Apparently at least one person was fishing in it, because our next door neighbor commented as he walked by that it looked like they were having a Bassmaster meeting down there.  Brian turned to me and commented, “What does it take to get to where we can just hang out and have that kind of interaction with our neighbors?  Or do you think we’re just too odd?”

I’ve kind of been chewing on that.  I truly believe that God opened doors to get us into this house.  We would have been happy with a smaller house, an older house, it didn’t have to be a brand new house.  We prayed about this house, a LOT, because it was a big deal for us financially.  And now here we are.  The thought occurred to me one morning as I was out walking that we don’t have to go to a foreign country, or even another state, to do missionary work – this street right here is our mission field.  We can reach out to our neighbors and show God’s love to them, right here where we are.  But what if we’re too odd to truly connect with our neighbors?

I’ve got no problem smiling and waving as we pass.  I’m fine with small talk – how’s the weather, how ’bout those Saints, whatcha planting in your garden this season.  But is that enough of an interaction – enough of a relationship – to let the love of Christ flow through us and to someone who may, behind the small talk, be hurting in ways we can’t even fathom?  Or will it just take time and us reaching outside of our comfort zones (because deep down, I’m really fairly socially awkward) to make those connections, build those relationships and be available when there are needs we can meet?

And make no mistake, we’re not exactly conformists.  My husband wears a kilt, and you don’t see a bunch of those in this part of the world unless you’re at the Renaissance Festival.

Lisa and Brian August 2013

We have the only two-story house in the neighborhood (that doesn’t make it any fancier, nor does that make it the most expensive one by any means, it’s just two stories – better use of space for us, and yes, different).


I have a Dalek sticker on my car that I can pretty much guarantee is the only one like it in the Baton Rouge metro area.

Dalek Sticker

(If you’re a Doctor Who fan, you know what that is.  If you’re not, Google it, and then go watch some Doctor Who and see what you’re missing out on!)  We’re Baylor grads in the heart of LSU’s Tigerland.  So yeah, we’re odd.  We are the one that is not like the others.  But are we SO odd that we can’t learn how to love our neighbors?  I sure hope not.  I guess all we can do is pray on it, and keep on reaching out when and where we can, have patience, and give relationships time to grow.





About bunkie68

Mom to boys. Happily married. Jesus follower. Avid reader. Amateur foodie. Scentsy consultant. I thrive on chocolate and strong coffee, and I need some extra hours in my day.
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7 Responses to Love your neighbor – but how?

  1. Enjoyed your post! We don’t really interact with our neighbors….well the one across the street, but that is really it. So I understand what you’re saying! Our house is at the end of a Cul-de-sac so maybe people forget we’re down there. LOL!


    • bunkie68 says:

      We’re pretty much smack in the middle of the street, between the part that’s been here for a while and the part they’re still building, so we’ve got people coming and going by our house all the time. I think we just need to get out of our comfort zone and go say hi to people. I’m thinking I should make cookies. I figure most people like cookies, right? 🙂


  2. christenwypy says:

    I can relate to this more than you know. I feel like I am often on the outside. A lot of time people click and hang out together but it doe snot happen often for me. Like you, I make small talk, I wave, I smile, and if someone needs help I offer it and give it. However, nobody is coming over to hang with me in my yard. I am not getting invited to the PTA meeting “after parties” lol. I feel like we used to be more included but now I wonder if it is me- if I am too quiet and shy and standoffish or if I simply don;t fit with most people. Or maybe I do not do the inviting enough and put myself out there, you know? Maybe that is the same for you guys, too.


    • bunkie68 says:

      Thanks for sharing – it helps to know it isn’t just me! I think I don’t put myself out there enough. And who knows, my neighbors and yours could feel the same way.


  3. Dena says:

    I totally feel you on this one, lady! You and your husband are such a lovely couple. He looks great in a kilt! 😉


    • bunkie68 says:

      Thanks, Dena! I think he looks pretty darn good in it, too. 🙂 (Especially with the boots he got at the Renaissance Festival a couple years back – can’t wait for this year’s festival so he can wear them there!) I’m glad you stopped by.


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