Wednesday, June 15, 2011
When You Believe
On Friday, Cher The Real Estate Lady listed our house online. Minutes later a woman called Cher's office wanting to make an appointment to see our little farm. She and her fiance had been looking for such a place to buy.
On Monday, this woman, her fiance and her teenage daughter came with Cher to see our cottonwood-flying, tall-wet-grass, green-green-green piece of property.
On Tuesday, Cher called us and said they'd put in an offer to buy it.
Oh my goodness. We've sold this farm already!
Cartwheel. Cartwheel. Cartwheel!
The timing was right and God was right to nudge us and say, "Now!" And in the two weeks since we decided to sell, I've felt such a return of Grace.
Hello again, my old friend. I'd missed you.
We've included a contigency about needing 3 weeks to locate a house of our own so please pray we'll find just the right (cheap but nice) place, ok? And thanks so much for your encouragement all along while we've lived and laughed and struggled down on the farm. You all made the journey richer.
Oh, and personally, I've already found the house I want. Tom's not as certain, but Cher will be taking us there soon so we can get a better feel for it. Where is it? Uh, er, erhem.... It's in our former town. The one we moved away from. (Oh, stop laughing! ...heh...) I actually feel excited about the possibility of moving back to The Land of Simplicity. Happy sigh.
But again, we shall see what we shall see.