Who is the Other?

I am linking up for the Five Minute Friday. The FMF is hosted by Kate Motaung over at our Five Minute Friday website. Today’s word prompt is “other.” We would love to have you join us.

Spring on the farm is a holy time as new life springs forth. There were so many times I stood on one side of the fence while baby calves were being born on the other side of the fence. Sometimes I’d stick a baby bottle through the slats to feed a calf or we’d have to crawl over to the other side.

Have you ever wondered what happens on the other side of the houses you walk by or drive by each day? Is it a lonely single woman like me? Or is it an elderly couple? Or is it a family gathered around a hospice bed saying goodbye? Or is it a new infant keeping new parents up at all hours of the night? Or a poor individual working to meet ends meet?

Who is that other? But the reality is we aren’t so different after all. We are all beloved children of God. God gave his son for us; for the others in our midst.

And of course I couldn’t not share this too!

24 thoughts on “Who is the Other?

  1. Tara,
    that was such a great musical! Thank you for bringing it back to my mind. I would love to be on the other side of your fence and share a warm drink with you. đŸ™‚
    Blessings, dear one. So grateful for your prayers and your testimony and your dedication to God’s service! (And glad to keep up with you on Facebook)
    (linked up at #43 this week)

  2. I love that you shared the song! I thought about doing that too but, even though my post has the same name, it didn’t really fit in. I do sometimes look at houses and wonder what’s happening inside and I agree, we all have more in common than we might think at first glance.

  3. I always walk in the morning or afternoon… but in the Fall I have a friend who likes to walk in the evening… when it’s just getting dark, and lights are on inside of the houses in the neighborhood we stroll through… we can see a glimpse inside and imagine a bigger picture! I had a season when I would walk through neighborhoods and pray for the people in the homes and often times the Lord would lead me to pray very specific things that I couldn’t possibly know! (Also – that song! Of course!)

    • I love that you had a season where you would walk through neighborhoods and pray for the people inside those homes. I may just do that the next time I am out for a walk. Also of course, I had to post this song! đŸ™‚ xoxo

  4. Just saw we are close by each other on the FMF linkup so thought I’d stop by. Loved this song but have yet to see the movie! And fun to think of other as those on the other side of the door, or window, or fence that we pass by. Thanks for sharing.

  5. I love this Tara. I haven’t seen The Greatest Showman yet but I have been listening to the soundtrack on repeat, so now I’ll think of you and this piece when I hear that song.

  6. Great post that makes me think. Fences, visible and invisible, take some kind of effort in order to move around them. But, if we see people with God’s eyes of love we’ll have the motivation to ask Him how to get to the other side. God bless your weekend!

  7. I sometimes have those thoughts about what the people on the other side of those house walls are doing and who they are. But you’re right — they’re people just like me. Thanks for this post, Tara.

    Jeannie (I’m at #53 in the linkup this week)

  8. I love it when people leave their curtains open at night. When I’m walking and can catch a glimpse of normal, everyday moments. Such a reminder that we’re all more alike than not.

  9. Tara, I’m enchanted by the images of activity on the farm your words conjured up and I am smiling in recognition of also wondering just what might be happening and who is inhabiting the homes where light floods in and keeps us guessing! I’ve always had a fascination for how others lead their (obviously much more exciting) lives than mine. Maybe that’s where compassion starts, with a desire to put ourselves into the shoes of the other person? Have a blessed rest of the week. xo

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