Love your neighbor as yourself.
Have you heard this somewhere before??? What do you really think about this idea…okay, it’s not a really an “idea” (or recommendation)…but work with me on this.
What does “love your neighbor as yourself” mean to you?
I’m writing to you today from my kitchen table. I don’t normally write from here but it’s a snow day here in northern Virginia (it’s bananas what they consider a “snow day” here, cause when I was a kid…oh, never mind that). The boys and I just shoveled our driveway and I told them they could play for a little while I watched them through the kitchen window. They l-o-v-e snow days (heck, who doesn’t!) and I loved seeing them throw snowball after snowball at each other. Well, moments into this blog post, I couldn’t see them, so I got up, and ran outside. They weren’t throwing snowballs anymore.
They decided to shovel our next door neighbors driveway. That’s why I couldn’t see them.
You don’t understand, I never told them to do this.
And that’s why my jaw’s dropped and my heart’s swelled up a little bit lotta-bit-big.
Loving your neighbor…with a shovel.
When I sat down to squeak out a blog post, the title was the same, but the message was entirely different. I think God’s cool for a lot of reasons…and this is just another reason to add to the list.
I just checked again and they finished shoveling the neighbor’s driveway. Jake’s now shoveling the other next door neighbor’s driveway…yeah, the same one who used their snow blower to help us when we had the last huge snow dump.
Loving your neighbor…with a snow blower.
I may be a Criminal Justice major and all, but I think I’m seeing a trend here.
Well, I gotta go “love my neighbor” with Jake right now. I’m thankful for kids that are helping raise me right! 
What does it “love your neighbor” mean to you?
