We moved into our house in December and had only met our next door neighbors one night when we were peering in the windows to see if we wanted to set up a showing.

Since then we’ve waved, even hollered across the yard a tiny bit, but really haven’t talked to them since we moved in. It’s really been bothering me.

After grumbling about it the other day, it hit me that I needed to pray God would give me an opportunity to say more than “hello.” Today was that day!!

It gets even better…. 🙂

So I’m finally talking with my neighbor and she shares that they used to live across the state in the same town where my husband and his family used to live. She told me about the church there that they loved and I interrupted to find out what church, as my brother-in-law used to serve on staff at a church in that city.

Y’all, it was the VERY SAME church.

Come to find out, her husband used to be the assistant Sunday school teacher for my brother-in-law!! Wow!! What a small world. They LOVE my sister-in-law and brother-in-law and miss them dearly. She hated that they missed seeing them when they were here last week.

What a testimony to what can happen when you dare to get to know your neighbor!!

And on another funny note, her daughter had been giving her a hard time about not taking over a plate of cookies to us months ago. She felt bad for not connecting with us sooner. And since I’m a “take the new neighbors cookies” person I totally appreciate the sentiment even though it didn’t happen!