Our House

Is a very, very, very fine house.  We don't have two cats in the yard, but we daily have turkeys and/or deer that make their way across the field in the back, and it makes us feel like we live in a nature preserve.

It's been a while since we've had any showings.  We may lower our price one more time, but that's it.  If our condo doesn't sell before the holiday run, we'll close up shop and open back up in the spring.

I was going to blog next about how I can't stop looking at other houses online.  I was going to tell you about how I imagine our furniture in them, with holiday decorations on the mantel and Amelia's picture on the wall.  Then I was going to say that I see us in the master bedroom laying on the bed watching t.v., or me in the kitchen preparing meals for family and friend get-togethers.  I was going to say how I often imagine myself unpacking boxes and boxes of sentimental items that have been packed away for over a year, and proudly displaying them on shelves and in cabinets.  I was going to tell you how I picture a manicured lawn, both of our cars in the garage, and flowers lining the sidewalk.

But then I thought of her.

And I remembered that God is perfect, and so is His plan.  And His ways are not our ways.  And His strength is perfect.  And I have the perfect proof of that in my almost 17-month old miracle.

And so I rest in the love of the Father, and know that, even as I sit at this computer on a Sunday night, He is working everything for my good.  It doesn't mean I have to like it, and it especially doesn't mean I have to understand it.  But in the waiting, behind the impatience and daydreaming, God is so good.

"And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love Him and are called according to His purposes."  Romans 8:28

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