Yesterday, I had a surplus of milkso shared it with our neighbors who are retired and raising two grandchildren. This family is very dear to us. We feel blessed to be considered a part of their family.
While there, Momma gave me a beautiful lap/shawl size afghan that she has crocheted for me. It will always be a treasured gift.
This morning, Pop and his brother stopped by with a pickup truck load of pecan firewood that was cut and split to fit in my wood-burning cookstove. What a blessing! The load was enough to fill three large shipping crates. When I thanked him for the wood, he told me that cutting it have him something to do.
We are so blessed to have neighbors like Momma and Pop. Like us, they live as close to a self-reliant life as they can and have taught us so much. In many ways, they mentor us. Always available to help us learn a new skill if needed. Our families look out for one another just as families used to do generations ago.
When I think of our relationship with their family, I can’t help but wonder how much better our world would be if everyone treated each other this way. Each doing all they can to not have to depend on others. Each being willing to shared their surplus resources or knowledge. Utopia? Maybe. It would sure make life better for all though if people thought less about what was in it for them and more about how they can bless another.