So here we are, four months later, sitting in our “For Sale” house.  Still sitting.  Wondering where Mr. and Mrs. Buyer and their 4.6 children are.  The fact is, this is a really nice, blessed home. Lots of room to wrestle in – as our sons have delved in so often through the years. Lots of places to spread around while watching movies – as we’ve had many 6 foot long young men stretch out as they cheered on Maximus or William Wallace or other cinematic heroes.  Lots of couches, cubby holes, and comfortable spots to curl up in a good conversation.  Lots of dining spaces to sit down while enjoying a meal.  Lots of reclining furniture to rest, relax, repose, or read. All the things that lend towards having a peaceful home environment. And yet, we sit.  Waiting.

The interesting thing is that being in real estate, I know that houses in our price range and size aren’t moving as quickly as others in other price ranges and sizes. I know that we’re missing the coveted swimming pool that most houses in our neighborhood possess. I know that we should have that 3rd garage that is quite the necessary feature these days.  These things I know. 

On a more positive note, we’ve painted the whole thing, bought the new air conditioners and hot water heaters, had the flooring polished, regrouted, and steam cleaned. We’ve had the window washer schlepp his bucket and rags to all the windows. We have the new roof standing by ready to get tarred and feathered (or whatever they do to roofs). We have purged, merged, and surged all unwanted paperwork, clothing, old furniture, and wallhangings . . . . all in the interest of liberating the floors, closets, and wall space from undue burden.

Despite all these things that I think I know, this is what I know for sure.  This house will sell when or if God decides to bring the person(s) to buy it.  I keep looking at the bigger picture.  It truly does not matter how great this house is or what it may be needing in comparison to its real estate counterparts. The fact is, for us, it will sell when or if God decides it.  Period. He knows all our ”plans” of what we’ll do with the extra savings, and all the things we’ll have time to do when we’re no longer caring for this particular responsibility.  He knows our plans include honoring Him with our new chosen freedoms.  Seems all honorable. And yet, bottom line, He’ll bring a buyer when and if He decides to do so.

I identify, or at least totally appreciate, Nehemiah. God wanted him to rebuild the wall around the temple. Big job. He had to make a plan to get the big job done. He was a leader; he was a person of action; he was faithful to do what God wanted him to do; he recognized his part in his separation from God; and he prayed at the same time he posted guards to watch for enemy attack. So we have taken the necessary actions of  being responsible home sellers. We have rebuilt, as it were, the walls of the house that God has given us. Now it’s to the point where we can no longer do anything else. We stepped out on faith just putting the house on the market. We’ve run numerous newspaper ads, internet ads, open houses, and house tours by groves of realtors. We’ve taken action. We’ve prayed. So now we wait. And we know. God will bring a buyer when or if He is ready to bring them. We rest in that thought.

I’m very grateful that God is in all the details of these things that seem so momentarily, monumentally important, and at the same time, is the Master Planner of not only the universe, but of our house sale. . . . .  and our lives.

Love, Kim