Sarah received several complaints about the condition of her house from one of her neighbors, Mrs. Cardigan. The older woman also yelled at her when she couldn’t fix it promptly. But instead of being mad, Sarah invited her and two other neighbors into her home, which surprisingly changed everything.
Mrs. Teller,
I can’t believe I have to complain about this situation. You have to fix your yard immediately. Your house needs painting. It’s a disaster! It makes our neighborhood look awful, and all our houses are losing value since you’re right around the corner. Please do it promptly!
Sincerely,
Mrs. Cardigan.
Sarah sighed after reading another of Mrs. Cardigan’s messages. The older woman left notes stuck to her front door for the past two weeks, but there was nothing Sarah could do for now. She sighed and crumpled the letter in her hands, taking it inside and throwing it too forcefully into her garbage can.
Sarah didn’t have time to think about her nosey neighbor and her complaints. | Source: Pexels
“This awful, nosy woman doesn’t understand anything,” she told herself and started putting away the few groceries she had just bought and continued her busy day. All she needed to do now was ignore the situation and hope they would just shut up about it.
She closed the door and peeked at them through her curtains. All three of them had stopped a few yards away and were discussing something intensely.
However, Sarah should’ve expected what happened the next day.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! RING! RING! RING!
Sarah frowned as she raised her head from changing her one-year-old son’s diaper. Someone was at the door, knocking with pounding fists and ringing the bell insistently, which might wake her tired husband, Andrew, who just had a long night shift at the factory and needed his sleep. Her older children were in school, but her baby required peace. If this wasn’t an emergency, whoever was outside didn’t have to be demanding her attention like that.
Her frown stayed in place as she opened the door and saw three of her neighbors. She wasn’t surprised. It was only a matter of time before they would get tired of her ignoring the complaints about her yard. One of them was Mrs. Cardigan. There was also Mr. Sanders and Mrs. Levy. They all lived in a small town in Washington, and Sarah met them at some point but briefly. “Hello… what’s going on?” she asked, confused at their angry faces.
Mrs. Cardigan and two other neighbors came to complain about her yard in person. | Source: Pexels
“Mrs. Teller, I’ve sent many notes, and they’ve all gone unnoticed, apparently,” Mrs. Cardigan began. Her hands were raised, and her body moved with her attitude, which had a mocking tone that Sarah didn’t enjoy. “You seem to think having a yard in this condition is perfectly normal, not to mention the exterior, which is completely falling apart. We’re about to establish a homeowner’s association, and this just won’t do! You’ll actually get fined for this. Is that what you want?”
The other neighbors behind her nodded their heads, added a few complaints of their own, and even laughed at some point. Mrs. Cardigan had the worst cackle of them all. Sarah knew it looked terrible, but fixing her garden was not on her list of priorities.
She wanted to respond to all the vitriol the older woman gave her. How dare these people come to her house and mock and threaten her? They had no idea what was going on with her life. Also, if she didn’t join the HOA, they wouldn’t be able to give her any fines. She wanted to return their statements and even mock them too. But that wasn’t her personality. Sarah was better than that.
“Mrs. Cardigan, Mrs. Levy, and Mr. Sanders, would you please come in?” Sarah offered, gesturing with her hand so they could enter the house. The three neighbors were obviously shocked at her words. They expected a fight, but she wouldn’t stoop down to their level. “We can talk more about this issue inside while having some tea.”
They were shocked when Sarah invited them inside and offered them tea. | Source: Pexels
She ushered them into her house and told them to sit in her living room while she brought out her last remaining tea bags and gathered all her courage to face them with the truth. She took a deep breath, smiled, and returned to the living room.
“Here, you go,” she said in the politest voice she could muster.
Mrs. Cardigan took her cup of tea with apparent reluctance, wondering why Sarah was being nice to them. “So, are you going to do something about this?” she asked.
Finally, Sarah sat down. “Mrs. Cardigan, I’ve read all your memos. But the truth is that gardening is not a priority for my family right now. Our toddler is very sick. Do you hear the rumbling of a machine from a distance?” she asked, pointing towards the hallway.
The neighbors nodded, although they hadn’t noticed until Sarah pointed that out. “It’s not that noisy, but you can hear it. That’s my baby’s breathing machine. He’s sick with a respiratory disease that could pose a danger to his life. And my husband lost his big job after the company went bankrupt. The only thing he’s been able to find in this recession is a night shift at a can factory. It’s grueling, so he’s sleeping right now. See, the door to my bedroom is closed,” she continued, pointing towards another door in the hallway.
She explained why gardening her yard was not on her list of priorities. | Source: Pexels
Mrs. Cardigan wanted to speak up. “Well, that’s –”
But Sarah didn’t let her continue, although her voice was still serene and kind. “And I have two other kids who should be home from school at any moment now. I simply have no time or frankly any money to fix my yard. Everything goes towards food, keeping this roof, and medical bills. Can you understand my situation now?”
The three neighbors looked solemn now that she had finished explaining her situation.
Finally, Mrs. Levy said something. “We didn’t know. We are so sorry, Mrs. Teller. We hope that your baby gets better quickly,” she spoke sincerely.
“Thank you,” Sarah replied, nodding her head at her. The others echoed the sentiment, and Mrs. Cardigan looked like she had been scolded like never before.
They excused themselves quickly, thanking her for the tea and adding more apologies. And Sarah maintained her kind façade through the entire exchange, hoping they would stop with the complaints and the mocking of her yard.
She peeked at them briefly through the curtains but shrugged, hoping they wouldn’t come back. | Source: Pexels
But she closed the door and peeked at them through her curtains. All three of them had stopped a few yards away and were discussing something intensely. She shrugged and went to check on her son.
A few hours later, she heard a telltale sound of a lawnmower and saw Mr. Sanders trimming her lawn using it. She was about to tell him it was unnecessary, but Mrs. Cardigan and Mrs. Levy joined him with gardening tools.
To her shock, others neighbors showed up, bringing flowers, more tools, and everything to help fix the exterior of the house. Sarah went outside to thank them and offered to pitch in, but they wanted to do it themselves.
“Honey, I was awful to you about my complaints. I’m so sorry. Let us do this for you, to make it up to you,” Mrs. Cardigan insisted as she pushed Sarah back into her house.
Sarah’s eyes watered as she peeked at her neighbors through the window, and Andrew finally woke up to see this new development. She explained everything, and he told her something she would never forget.
The neighbors fixed her garden, and Sarah’s husband said something insightful. | Source: Pexels
“People are intrinsically good and they want to do good. We just have to remind them sometimes,” he said and went to prepare something to eat. Sarah nodded, wiping her tears away.
But their neighbors didn’t focus on just gardening. Soon, Mr. Sanders made some calls and got an interview for Andrew, another big corporation. The job offer consisted of regular hours and a salary similar to what he used to have before he was laid off. Luckily, he got the gig, and everything changed for the family.
What can we learn from this story?
- People are good at heart, but they sometimes have to be reminded of it. As soon as Sarah’s neighbors discovered her situation, they decided to take action and help them.
- Respect your neighbors no matter what. Sarah’s neighbors mocked and complained until they realized how hard Sarah’s family’s life was. But they soon atoned for their actions.
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I Just Want to Be Saved!”: The Shocking Last Words of a 6-Year-Old After a Badminton Accident
A family from New Jersey is heartbroken after losing their 6-year-old daughter, Lucy Morgan, in a tragic accident while on vacation.
The accident happened when Lucy was watching her family play badminton. During the game, a racquet broke during a swing, and a piece of metal flew off and hit Lucy in the head, causing a serious brain injury.
Lucy’s father, Pastor Jesse Morgan, shared the sad details on his blog, New Creation Living. He described how June 1 started like any other day on their family vacation in Limerick, Maine. But then everything changed, and he now believes his little girl is with Jesus.
The family quickly understood how serious Lucy’s injury was. Jesse explained on his blog that after the metal hit Lucy, she became unresponsive but was still breathing. His wife, Bethany Morgan, went with Lucy in the ambulance to a nearby hospital. Later, Lucy was airlifted to Maine Medical Center in Portland because they knew her life was in serious danger.
“When Lucy arrived at the hospital, she went straight to the operating room. Doctors removed part of her skull to relieve pressure from her injury. She went into cardiac arrest but they brought her back and finished the surgery,” Jesse wrote on his blog. “In the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit (PICU), we were told there was a very slim chance she would recover.”
Jesse Morgan shared that just a month before the accident, Lucy had expressed a desire to be with God. She told her parents she wanted to be saved and live with God. After a conversation with her mother, Lucy went to her room to pray.
“She prayed to God to forgive her and told Him that she believed in Jesus’ death and resurrection. What a gift,” he wrote.
Sadly, despite the medical efforts, Lucy did not recover from her injury. Jesse explained that the piece of metal had caused severe damage to her brain. Doctors informed the family that she likely would not survive.
“No blog post today. Lucy Lynn Morgan passed away this morning around 4 a.m. She now sees Jesus face to face. Thank you for all your love poured out to us,” Jesse posted on June 5, 2024, along with a picture from earlier goodbyes.
The day before her death, he wrote, “The lack of brain function over the past 48 hours shows that we are utterly devastated. If there is any good news, it’s that she hasn’t felt any pain during this time.”
“We will keep waiting on the Lord, getting second opinions, and looking for every possible option while crying out to God for a miracle,” he added. “However, as of now, our beloved daughter has been showing all the signs of brain death. There is a very good chance she will pass away and meet Jesus within 24 hours.”
In the wake of this tragedy, the family has received much love and support. Many people shared kind words about Lucy and her family on social media. Dan Cruver, a former professor of Jesse Morgan, spoke highly of him in a Facebook post.
“Jesse Morgan was a student of mine when I taught Bible and theology at Clarks Summit University 18 years ago. I remember many students, but some stand out because they frequently engaged with me after class and asked thoughtful questions. Jesse was one of those students,” he wrote.
To support the family, loved ones created a GoFundMe account, which has exceeded its original goal of $100,000 and is nearing a new goal of $130,000, with over $125,000 in donations so far.
Organizer Jill Anthony wrote, “This page is meant to provide the family with generous financial support – to help pay for meals while they are away from home, lodging for family, medical costs… whatever they need.”
Anthony also provided an update: “On June 5, Lucy went to be with the Lord. Please keep praying for the Morgans as they navigate the coming days, weeks, months, and years without their sweet Lucy.”
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