Proverbs 3:29 Do not plot harm against your neighbor, who lives trustfully near you.
Our move from the country to town has required many adjustments in lifestyle and attitude. One of those adjustments has been a reduction in the physical space between us and the neighbors. Other people are no longer “across the highway” or “down the road”. Instead they are just a few feet from our yard. Of course one of the first concerns for me was safety. Despite reassurances from friends and family, I wasn’t quite sure about living so close to strangers again.
Some of my previous experiences with neighbors have been wonderful. Hazel immediately comes to mind. She was warm and caring and always ready with treats for the children. Her husband made violins in a shop behind their home. I still have a Christmas ornament she made for me. The best neighbor we ever had was my grandmother, but a close second was Eula, a fine Christian woman and master gardener. Elizabeth, who grew up in a concentration camp, taught me about perseverance and determination. Other neighbors introduced me to bird watching, cake decorating, and baking.
A few neighbors taught me valuable lessons about trust and security. One neighbor was mean to her children so I kept mine away from her. One argued with us constantly about keeping away from his property line. One stayed drunk most of the time. The child of a neighbor ransacked our house one weekend while we were gone. Another neighbor killed his wife.
I should have had more faith about moving into this neighborhood. I was confident God wanted us to move. I was confident that Durant was the place we were supposed to be. Why wasn’t I equally confident about the neighborhood, street, and house? A moment of weakness…
I have already met a neighbor who shares a mutual friend from Caddo. I’ve met a neighbor who used to work with another mutual friend. I’ve met neighbors who attend church with my aunt and uncle. I’ve seen, but have yet to meet, two neighbors who are police officers.
Yesterday I was outside feeding the birds when a little girl nearby waved and shouted, “Hi Mrs. Maurer!” I looked closely and recognized a young student I know quite well.
Why do I ever doubt God’s plan? He even selected the perfect neighbors for me!