Topic(s): Christian Life, Divorce

Two doors down I witnessed a tragedy Saturday. No, not one that we'll read of in the Star Telegram but nonetheless a tragedy. A huge moving van opened its cavernous mouth and consumed the furniture and belongings of a young family. Three blond-headed boys got in a station wagon headed east and followed the van with their mother; the father in his sedan went west. The tragedy of a freshly broken home.        

Two doors down I never knew of any domestic turmoil. They smiled and waved as I jogged down the street. He always asked how many miles I was going. Their well manicured lawn matched all the rest and revealed none of the misery which must have been endured behind closed doors.       

Two doors down stands an empty house that will always silently rebuke me. I never reached out to that family. I introduced myself on the day they moved in but that was it. No invitations into our home; no invitations to worship with us; no meaningful interactions with them at all. Just smiles and waves and talk of how many miles I planned to run.

We're busy people-all of us. This is a fast-paced society in which we live. We run on well defined tracks. Little time to venture off our tracks and slow our pace to interact with people who are not imperative for our ongoing well being.        

But let's remember, we can and must continually extend the healing, ministering hands of Christ because there are people hurting…families shattering...lives tormented...just two doors down.         

What an opportunity we all have to change our ways and begin making u difference in the lives of others. Invite every family you know to services!

 - John Scott

“Look not every man on his own things, but every man also on the things of others.”   - Phil 2:4