8Owe nothing to anyone—except for your obligation to love one another. If you love your neighbor, you will fulfill the requirements of God’s law. 9For the commandments say, “You must not commit adultery. You must not murder. You must not steal. You must not covet.” These—and other such commandments—are summed up in this one commandment: “Love your neighbor as yourself.” 10Love does no wrong to others, so love fulfills the requirements of God’s law.
Who’s my neighbor?
My neighbor is anyone I come in contact with in my day-to-day life.
This weekend, I was driving the family home from visiting Kia’s grandmothers on Mother’s Day. I was on the highway in a construction zone. The car on my driver’s side slid over into my lane a foot or two multiple times. Finally, I honked to let him know what he was doing.
A few seconds later I pulled up beside him. He leaned over his girlfriend/wife/significant other flipping me the bird.
That guy, the bird-flipper, is my neighbor.
What does it mean to love him?
Loving my neighbor means treating him like I want to be treated – with respect.
Owe nothing. Just love.
Inside, anger boiled. I wanted to say, “I didn’t honk out of anger. I honked so you wouldn’t hit me!” Inwardly, I really wanted to flash the middle finger back. That would definitely show him!
On a side note, have you ever noticed how ridiculous a person looks flipping up their middle finger in anger? Recently, I was a third party observer of someone doing this in apparent anger. I thought, “How childish.”
On Mother’s Day, it didn’t seem so childish. I really wanted to rage back at him. But that wasn’t treating him with respect. It would have answered his assumption – I honked in anger.
A few weeks ago, Pastor John was accused of only wanting to smile and hug a person with a complaint. We’ve had a lot of fun with that one. If I could have, I would have smiled and hugged this guy. Instead, I did the next best thing. I ignored him.
Don’t get me wrong. It wasn’t easy. I really wanted to slow down, have a stare down and out man that guy. Thankfully I didn’t.
I don’t owe him anything. Just love. I did the best I could Mother’s Day. How are you doing?