I’ve muttered these words more than a few times over the past 85 days. Every time we have a showing of our home, my hope rises wondering if this is the buyer.
But the response from the 34 families that have toured our home to see if it will be their next one has been – “Nice home, but will not be making an offer.”
My husband and I both believe God has called us to move. But after so many let-downs, I can’t help but wonder if we really heard Him right.
Have you ever wondered the same thing in your circumstance?
It would be easier to trust Him if I knew for sure that our home would sell for the price we wanted in the timeframe we needed. Amen?
Don’t we all crave those kinds of divine assurances?
If we knew the end of the journey before we even started down the crooked path, trusting God would be a piece of cake.
… Oooo, cake.
But it doesn’t work that way.
It usually works this way instead…