A Couple of Christians Live Near Me

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Laurie

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There are a couple of ladies from the local church, both of whom are unknown to me, who I know, from comment made, surreptitiously and unobtrusively, regularly ensure, as they pass, that my lights are on, or my curtains drawn back or me windows are open as appropriate to the time.

Many profess to be Christians, some actually are.
 

They are kindhearted souls, checking up on your welfare.
 

I have neighbors who do that. They check on me occasionally. They will watch if unusual vehicles come to my house and will check to see if I am ok (safe). I like feeling cared for.​
 
Um... the reference to them attending the local church?

You don't have to be Christian to look out for your neighbours but if you are Christian you are called to do so.
That's why hubby and I kept an eye on the welfare of one of our neighbours otherwise known as Mr Cranky.
He was a terrible old curmudgeon but he lived alone and was vulnerable.
When he needed help we were able to provide it and we visited him in hospital and ran errands for him.
We were his last hope because he had alienated his family and most of the other neighbours.
 
Well I guess I'm dense because I still don't know what these ladies are doing... From what I gather they are walking by the OPs house and looking in the window if her drapes are open... so how you know they are looking out for you or simply being nosy?
 
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Well I guess I'm dense because I still don't know what these ladies are doing... From what I gather they are walking by the OPs house and looking in the window if her drapes are open... so how you know they are looking out for you or simply being nosy?
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Oh my, now I'm confused too as I thought it was a male who originally posted this. :) I did write a post saying you don't have to be a christian to look out for others but I deleted it as I thought it might offend someone. I'm glad to see someone else said that though. I've had a lot of laughs reading this thread and I don't know if it was even suppose to be funny. Maybe I've been in the house too long today. I'm going to put on my shoes and go outside and watch my husband get greasy with his car.


 
They are just looking out for signs of activity to assure them that all is well.

Let me explain about Mr Cranky. He was a recluse and a miser whose only interaction with his neighbours was to fight with them.
Consequently he had no friends except for some old war buddies.

One day my next door neighbour spoke to me because she noticed that his porch light had been on continuously for three days and she was worried about him. I went over and knocked on his door front and back but couldn't get a response. Then we decided to ring the local hospital. We only knew him as Keith and had to look at the mail in his letter box to find our his last name.

Sure enough, he was in hospital and we went there to see if he needed anything. That was the beginning of our connection but it was my observant (Christian as in Catholic) neighbour who sounded the alarm. I would hate it if a neighbour died at home and no-one noticed for months.

This was not the first time we had kept an eye on an elderly man living alone. One of the members of our church was a recluse in that no-one was ever allowed to cross his threshold but he was a regular attender at church. He went missing and we were worried about him. We checked his house and called the police who entered the house and since he wasn't dead inside they declared it a missing persons case and told us to report it officially. By chance I thought to ring the hospital, and sure enough he was there. He had suffered a psychotic episode and had nothing with him - no pajamas, no shaver, not even a tooth brush.

The state of the house was unbelievable. It took a team of about 8 of us five days to make it habitable again. He was discharged but was zombie-like from the meds. We set up a roster of people to ring him every day to see how he was and I called in often. He trusted me and I was allowed inside.

He disappeared a second time and we again had to track him down. Again he was in the hospital, having had a fall down at the shops. I was very angry this time because the social worker at the hospital now knew that he had a support team from the church, a niece in Queensland who cared about him and they also knew the contact details of his doctor, but no attempt had been made to notify anyone of his whereabouts. The poor old boy was very vulnerable and had no-one locally available to check that he was OK. Luckily, he had us, the ones who have learned the lesson of the sheep and the goats (Matt Ch 36).
 
Warrigal said:
They are just looking out for signs of activity to assure them that all is well.

Let me explain about Mr Cranky. He was a recluse and a miser whose only interaction with his neighbours was to fight with them.
Consequently he had no friends except for some old war buddies.

One day my next door neighbour spoke to me because she noticed that his porch light had been on continuously for three days and she was worried about him. I went over and knocked on his door front and back but couldn't get a response. Then we decided to ring the local hospital. We only knew him as Keith and had to look at the mail in his letter box to find our his last name.

Sure enough, he was in hospital and we went there to see if he needed anything. That was the beginning of our connection but it was my observant (Christian as in Catholic) neighbour who sounded the alarm. I would hate it if a neighbour died at home and no-one noticed for months.

This was not the first time we had kept an eye on an elderly man living alone. One of the members of our church was a recluse in that no-one was ever allowed to cross his threshold but he was a regular attender at church. He went missing and we were worried about him. We checked his house and called the police who entered the house and since he wasn't dead inside they declared it a missing persons case and told us to report it officially. By chance I thought to ring the hospital, and sure enough he was there. He had suffered a psychotic episode and had nothing with him - no pajamas, no shaver, not even a tooth brush.

The state of the house was unbelievable. It took a team of about 8 of us five days to make it habitable again. He was discharged but was zombie-like from the meds. We set up a roster of people to ring him every day to see how he was and I called in often. He trusted me and I was allowed inside.

He disappeared a second time and we again had to track him down. Again he was in the hospital, having had a fall down at the shops. I was very angry this time because the social worker at the hospital now knew that he had a support team from the church, a niece in Queensland who cared about him and they also knew the contact details of his doctor, but no attempt had been made to notify anyone of his whereabouts. The poor old boy was very vulnerable and had no-one locally available to check that he was OK. Luckily, he had us, the ones who have learned the lesson of the sheep and the goats (Matt Ch 36).
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Keith AKA Mr. Cranky is lucky to have you guys. (Sorry, I know you aren't "guys" but "you people" doesn't sound right) In our neighborhood we look out for one another too. A couple weeks ago we were sitting in the carport and saw our youngest neighbor, a cop in his 30s, walking by. So my brother yelled over and asked him if he wanted to come over and have a beer and he said "No, someone is calling for help". We didn't even hear it as we have old ears and also a neighbor between us and the person in trouble has a lot of birds that squawk all the time. So anyway my husband went out to the road and walked over there too, it was about 5 houses from ours. A 75 year old lady had fell in her flower bed and couldn't get up. They said she had been calling for help about 30 minutes. :( They called 911 and the fireman first responders (volunteers) came and checked her out good.
 
If I'd known it would cause this much comment I would never have expressed my appreciation of a couple of strangers looking out for me.
 
What's wrong with comment?
This is an interesting topic about something that not everyone has experienced personally.

I think your two caring ladies sound lovely and they may just inspire others to watch over people who live alone.
It may never be necessary which is why they are not being obvious, but on the other hand, it might just save a life.
 
Warrigal said:
What's wrong with comment?
This is an interesting topic about something that not everyone has experienced personally.

I think your two caring ladies sound lovely and they may just inspire others to watch over people who live alone.
It may never be necessary which is why they are not being obvious, but on the other hand, it might just save a life.
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That's what I was thinking... Why post on a discussion forum if you don't want a discussion? Your cryptic message provoked it...everyone loves a riddle.
 

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