Day 12: My Neighbors

I love my neighbors. I'm not just talking about the people that live on both sides of me. I feel an ever increasing love for everyone that lives near me and with whom I work or socialize. It is an amazing thing to mourn for those that mourn, to comfort those that stand in need of comfort, to rejoice with those that have cause to rejoice, to love your neighbor.



Recently one neighbor lost a son that was born premature. He lived 3 hours and then passed away. I've shed many tears and offered many sincere prayers for them. I don't worry about their premature baby, he's moved on to a great place. I feel the grief of those that are left behind. Similarly I rejoice that another neighbor has finally found a job after being laid off 6 months ago. I am also amazed at the new baby girl across the street and feel a thrill each time I talk to the proud father and mother.

Why? Because we are all spirit children of the same Heavenly Father. As my heart increases in love for Him and His Son, He fills my heart with love for all of His children. This is especially true of those in my neighborhood. I believe that many around me feel this same way. I'm constantly amazed at the love, concern, service and sacrifice that my neighbors offer to each other. I am grateful for my neighbors.