This morning dawned bright and breezy. A large moon lurked in the sky, unwilling to give up its place despite the sun’s rising. I wandered down our driveway towards the main road. My thoughts swirled around, eddying around this one rock: God’s faithfulness.
See, all this work we’ve put into our house lately has been to get it ready to sell. There. Now you know.
This weekend, we worked on the house. Jonathon and I shoveled at least a cubic yard of bark dust onto the yard. We planted flowers. We weeded. We tidied up the house more, moving excess furniture into a nearby garage.
We’ve had a contractor come in and install new carpet throughout and new linoleum in the kitchen. Jonathon put in new butcher block countertops and a glass tile backsplash. Oh, and he painted the kitchen, too, a pale dove gray. The new deep white ceramic sink replaced the shallow stainless steel one we had. He repainted the hallway, the family room and Ruby’s bedroom. He touched up paint in the living and dining room. He’s had a plumber come in and fix a leak in the basement. I’m sure this is only a partial list of all he’s done. I’ve been toiling away at work, putting in my 40 hours at the offices. He’s borne the brunt of the work. Good thing he has a flexible work schedule.
Our realtor walked through yesterday. Wowed by all Jonathon had done, he said it was move-in ready. We can sell it for a good price. This entire process – even getting us to consider the prospect of moving, from way back last summer – has been God’s doing, 100%.
Today, the realtor comes back to take photos. Here are a couple for you.
Today, we’re taking a breath. We’re standing on top of the mountain. The fresh mountain breeze restores us. We made it. However, the next peak hovers on the horizon. Conquering that crag entails the winding, upward climb of selling our home, packing up, moving and doing it all before school starts again in September.
I know our Father has it all well in hand.
But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint. – Isaiah 40:31