I spent much of last weekend working on the 50 year old abandoned church building that Nancy and I hope to transform into our home in Lititz, PA. It snowed and so periodically our future neighbors came out to shovel their walks and driveways. When I saw them, I introduced myself and had short conversations.
The interaction with the first neighbor I met unexpectedly revealed the character of the neighborhood.
After we exchanged our names, the first thing Brian said was,
We are a friendly neighborhood. Everyone gets along. We like to party at our bonfires, we drink a lot of beer, and we are loud. We have been this way for many years and there is nothing anyone can do to change us!
After I partly recovered from the surprise of his forthrightness, I managed to ask him about the location of the bonfires. He pointed to the property immediately adjacent to ours.
Then he asked me, “Do you like to party and drink beer?”
I confessed that I wasn’t much of a beer drinker. Undaunted, he invited me to the bonfires. He said, “You are welcome to come and drink Coke.” I appreciated his invitation.
When I relayed the conversation to Nancy, she joyfully responded with her expectation that, as in other places we have lived, God will give us opportunities to bless and minister to our soon-to-be neighbors.