Peppermint-Filled Piñatas
Chapter Two: Bounce Houses in the Neighborhood
Getting Off the Couch to Make Friends

One of the more convicting chapters in this book for me personally. We’ve lived in our little house on Burton Street for five years now, and I still can’t tell you the names of my immediate neighbors. I can spout off excuses such as being too busy with life, or not being an extroverted person by nature, but in all honesty it’s just because I haven’t made the effort.

I was so inspired by this chapter that Friday after work I went outside to shovel my sidewalk with the expressed intent of going over to talk to my neighbor when I was done. Even after shoveling it three times, I still hadn’t mustered up the courage to go next door. So I prayed as I went for another pass that God would make this easier for me. Then behind me I hear my neighbor walking his dog. Opportunity knocks.

We had a great talk and agreed to hook up many times during the Spring and Summer for cookouts. I am honestly giddy about the prospects of getting to know these guys in the coming months.

Do you know your neighbors?

Related:
PFP Reviewed: Introduction
PFP Reviewed: Chapter One