I had an aunt who I had never met, but would see her – kinda – whenever my family would visit my paternal grandma. Walking up the pavement to her house, I’d see Aunt M’s curtain peel back ever-so-slightly and then this vague form would appear in an obviously darkened room. She had never left home after age 18, but lived into her 80’s. But my Aunt M was the exception to the rule.
Most people crave human interaction and healthy relationships for this is the way God has built us. But not everybody gets along. Do you struggle with this? Why not join us this Sunday as we start another miniseries within our mega-Romans series I’ve entitled, “Getting Along with Everyone.”