October 22, 2018

From a small town



Being part of a small community definitely has its drawbacks. I often hear people complain about having nothing to do, how everyone knows your personal business, and the huge lack of job opportunity. Now is that time of year when many of our graduates can’t wait to pack up and head to the big city, where they’ll escape the boring small town life.

They’ll no longer have to worry about someone informing their parents how they spent last Saturday night, or being hollered at in town by a family friend when doing something not so brilliant.

The thing is, in a few years some will come back to the town they once detested. As these graduates grow into adults and start families of their own, they’ll start to remember all the good things about a small community.

Yes, there are many good things about being a part of a small community and I think sometimes we tend forget some of those things. Lately, I keep getting little reminders of why this is such a great place to live!

Last week I attended a benefit dinner to help support a local family with medical expenses. I can’t say I was surprised by the huge show of support, because it’s something seen time and time again. When someone is in need, our community rises to the occasion and can often times leave the person(s) in need overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the kindness. And knowing our community, the giving and concern won’t end after the benefit. This community will continue to pray, provide assistance, and most of all they’ll continue to care.

I’ve been on the receiving end of such kindness. I can tell you that it’ll leave you speechless, yet very thankful to be part of a small town where everyone knows your business. And the next time your neighbor or friend down the street needs assistance, you’ll want to be the first in line to lend a hand.

One of my other reminders came when a friend called to apologize for scaring the daylights out of my son. Apparently, he had done something inappropriate while not in the presence of his common sense (or should I say parents). So, our friend gave him a tongue-lashing he won’t soon forget. I realize he had completely forgotten about the whole situation once I arrived home later that day to escape further punishment from his parents.

I also know about ten minutes into our conversation regarding the matter my son was mentally packing his bags and counting down the minutes until he could escape our small town. I know he’s at an age where having people tell your parents you were holding hands after school with so- and -so isn’t cool. He surely can’t appreciate our personal tracking device (every person in town) like his parents can. But hopefully, he’ll someday realize what a great place this is to raise a family and call home!


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