29th
April
So much has happened in a month. We
met the buyers of our Cheshunt home and
everything I prayed for came true. They adored our house and we were so happy it
was going to people who thought it was beautiful. Our hearts sank last Tuesday
when the estate agent called us and informed us they could not get a mortgage
and were having to pull out. My mind went into overdrive and I worried about the
place being empty for months and the garden neglected. We said we couldn’t
possibly have any viewers with a house full of boxes but the agent was
persistent and we agreed to show people round. As I write this we are moving in
a few days and the house still has not sold. The roses are all budding in the
garden, all about to burst forth into a spectacular show and we are about to
uproot and leave all this beauty behind. I begin to understand how Noah felt,
building his boat with not a drop of water in sight. This morning I was packing
the last few bits and pieces from our bedroom and came across a card from Andrew
with the verse. ‘The joy of the Lord is your strength.’ Written nearly 18 years
ago and yet it is what I need to focus on right now. Lovely how God uses words
from the past time after time at just the right moment. I need strength and I
need joy and it is all to be found in Him.
Last Sunday was our last at our little church. It was a very precious time.
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