Community has always been something I craved. Something I desired. Living life alongside others just seemed right, comfortable, rewarding. Even in my childhood, the value of neighbors held a strong place in my heart.
Over the past twelve years, I have only lived in 2 houses. Eleven of those years were spent on one quiet cul-de-sac with 19 homes. I started out home ownership as a single girl with roommates, traded in roommates (and a cat) for my husband, and eventually welcomed home 4 baby boys.
Our sweet little street started out with just a handful of kids, those kids got bigger, and new babies were welcomed, and our once quiet street quickly became a bustle of activity. Come 4pm, after naps and snacks and the blazing heat had subsided, you could find all us mommy's awaiting our husbands arrival as our kiddos rode their bikes and scooters up and down the street. It was quite picturesque.
We were fortunate enough to call these neighbors friends, and were frequently welcomed into each others homes for play dates, dinners, holiday get togethers, front yard vacation bible schools, and even a bible study for the mommy's. It was a safe, comfortable, predicable little neighborhood that we had grown to love.
And then, we decided to move for my husband to pursue a new career.
We decided to say goodbye to the "cookie cutter" neighborhood. We decided to buy a fixer upper on 2 acres. We decided to buy it without me ever seeing it in person. We decided to completely start over.
One thing I have learned from leaving the "comfortable" and stepping into the unknown, is that God has bigger plans for you than you have for yourself.
We bought our house SOLELY for the property. We could envision our boys growing up with endless adventure, and that's what we desired. We were excited for the "elbow room" this property would give us, but since this wasn't a "neighborhood" we were moving into, we weren't sure what to expect from the people surrounding us. But, God knew, and He had set it all up...just for us (it seemed).
He knew we would be lonely. He knew we wouldn't have any family. He knew we craved community. He knew that the people already established on this street would be a gift to us, and allow our little family to feel at home, much sooner than we were expecting to.
We've now been on either end of the spectrum...we've welcomed new neighbors and we've been the new neighbors, and connecting with the people around us, actually living alongside them, not just physically, but emotionally, and if you're lucky, spiritually, your home will be much more full because of it.
Here are some ideas for connecting with your neighbors that we have implemented, and has brought fullness to my heart over the years.
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Several years ago, Ryan and I invited a newly married couple into our home for dinner. Only having met a handful of times, we were hoping a casual meal would facilitate conversation and new friendship. My children, on the other hand, decided that this was a perfect night to show off all their very best tantrums and meltdown techniques. There were lots of laughs (ours being of the embarrassed kind), and at the end of the night, we honestly thought we had just scarred this sweet couple from ever wanting kids.
I'm pleased that that wasn't the case, and they now have a precious (almost) 1 year old daughter....and they still wanted to be our friends!
When we found out we were pregnant with our sweet little boys, I immediately contacted Chanler to see if she'd be interested in a special project...hand lettering a quote on canvas for their nursery. I gave her my vision, and she brought it to life in the most beautiful way possible.
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