Frustration. Annoyance. Disappointment. Anger.
All these feelings came rushing at me the day I realized
someone was building on the property right next to mine.
For years Jonathan and I had been casually looking for the
perfect piece of acreage on which to build our future, forever home. On a cool, crisp, fall morning we happened upon
a beautiful property surrounded by tall trees and blackberry bushes galore,
with a pond in the back corner of the cleared portion of land. The property stretched back deep into the
cool, shady woods where I imagined my kids creating adventures that
would stick in their memories for a lifetime.
It was perfect for us. We could
build and not see a neighbor. Trees
would bookend our house and we could sit far from the sleepy country road.
We bought the property and painstakingly drew and re-drew
our plans for the house we would build with our own hands. When it came time to dig out the side of the
hill for our future basement, we were ecstatic.
Finally! We were breaking ground
on our forever home.
A few days later while visiting our freshly dug plot, I
noticed someone had cleared the trees on the acreage next to ours. At first, I thought it might have been the
electric company, then I noticed that flags had been strategically placed in
the outline of a house. A house that was
too close, in my opinion, to our property line.
A house that disturbed the sight line from the large porch I had so meticulously
planned. The house that messed up my
sunset view. The house that muddled up the
life I envisioned on that property.
I cried.
Jonathan asked if I still wanted to build. He told me it was not too late to sell and
find somewhere else and I’ll be honest, I thought about it. I fully entertained the idea of starting the
process all over again, but then I remembered the wonderful things about the
property and I still wanted this to be our forever home.
Although I tried to get over it, I still I allowed myself to become bitter. I was disappointed with the timing, I was angry with the placement of the house, and frankly, I was just bugged by the whole situation.
And then God dealt with my heart.
I took time to think about my feelings and knew I had to
deal with the negative emotions that festered in me. As I traveled down the path of confronting my
bitterness and disappointment, I realized I was angry at the situation and that my perfect ideal
had been shattered. In all this, God
reminded me of two major things.
1. God is sovereign
and I am not.
As much as I would like to make plans and think my way is
the best and only way, that is foolishness.
Proverbs 16:9 tells us, “The heart of a man plans his way, but the Lord
establishes his steps.” The truth of that
verse, and many others, is that God is sovereign. My God is the creator of everything (Colossians
1:16) and the giver of all good things (James 1:17, Psalm 84:11), so I can
trust him when something I perceive to be inconvenient pops up. Plus, what I consider to be inconvenient is
really God’s way of growing me.
Jerry
Bridges, in his excellent book Respectable
Sins ¹, explains that we should be thankful in ALL
circumstances, both the good and the bad, the large and the trivial. He references Romans 8:28-29 where Paul tells
us that for those who love God all things work together for good. All our circumstances help shape and mold us
to be more Christ-like. This is the good of which Paul speaks, which is much
better than our notion of good things like success and
comfort. As Christians, this is the good
for which we should be thankful. This is grace God gives us.
2. Loving your
neighbor is sometimes inconvenient, but always worth it.
When Jesus was asked about the greatest commandment, his
answer was two-fold. Love God and love
your neighbor (Matthew 22:36-40). I’ll
admit the second part is harder because your neighbor (myself included) isn’t always
lovable.
When our neighbor cut down his trees, tore down the large,
antique, red barn, and bulldozed the brush, he not only opened our sight line to
his house, but down the road as well.
Trees no longer hide us from neighbors; now we can see them and they can
see us. We have lost a bit of
privacy.
Sitting on my porch lamenting my lack of seclusion, God
reminded me of why we chose this land and why we designed our house the way we
did. Hospitality is our goal. Opening our home to current friends and those
we would like to befriend has been a cornerstone of this project. Seclusion, isolation, and solitude are nice,
especially for this introvert, but God desires for my family to love our
neighbors. That means breaking down
barriers and walls that keep others out.
It means opening doors to friendship, loving those around us without
asking anything in return, and loving the unlovable. Sometimes it means embracing a lack of solitude and a too close neighbor.
Ultimately, I am thankful for inconvenience. It allows me to see where God is working in
my life and in the lives of others. It reminds
me that God is sovereign, that He is good all the time, and it is not all about
me. May I never forget!
¹Bridges, Jerry. "Unthankfulness." Respectable Sins: Confronting the Sins We
Tolerate. Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress, 2007. N. pag. Print.
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