Know Your Neighbors

I often think back to a time when people really knew their neighbors. Growing up, I lived between the Garrisons and the Jacksons; the Redd family lived across the street. Everyone knew each other and looked out for one another. It wasn't perfect, but it seemed to be a much simpler time.

This is an except from my latest devotional: 

Mommy's Monday Meditations: Praising God Morning, Noon and Night! 

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