mileage
We indeed got some mileage out of our house! God is great in allowing us to remember all of the things we were able to use our house for. We praise God every thing we wanted our house to be and used for, it was done. It is not the frequency of events in our case but that God allowed. Even if it was once, it was more than we deserved.
Last night we were back at the house to make sure things were still in order. That was the first time I was back since our official move in Thursday before Labor Day weekend. It was a little hard being back there - that's our home. But at that very moment, God allowed my husband and I to recall all that God allowed us to use our home for -- it was everything we had asked for.
Our home was a house of refuge, we welcomed those in need, we hosted God's servants, held bible studies, leadership meetings, place of encouragement, true fellowship, joy and laughter. It was the place of much growing pains, stretching and molding. A place of miracles. It was the beginning and close of many things.
The sell of our house is so much more than just a sell of a house. That's our home - our first home together; the renovation and work of my husband's hands. It has been a "spiritual" process for me. It marks the physical close of a chapter/season in our life. It is bitter sweet in so many ways - only God knows the full extent and only time will tell the full implications of all things.
That house represents so much - but at the end of it all, I am overwhelmed and overcomed with tears when I think about God's faithfulness and love. It is His love and faithfulness that brings redemption and restoration.
At the end of it all, we lay it down. How great is our God that He would allow us to have those years and to have experienced what we did. But even greater, to have known Him and to have seen first hand His mighty hand that sustained all things and still sustains even now.
Nothing is to our credit - I so desire to be in His perfect will which is greater than any of the great things of this world I could hold on to.
Last night we were back at the house to make sure things were still in order. That was the first time I was back since our official move in Thursday before Labor Day weekend. It was a little hard being back there - that's our home. But at that very moment, God allowed my husband and I to recall all that God allowed us to use our home for -- it was everything we had asked for.
Our home was a house of refuge, we welcomed those in need, we hosted God's servants, held bible studies, leadership meetings, place of encouragement, true fellowship, joy and laughter. It was the place of much growing pains, stretching and molding. A place of miracles. It was the beginning and close of many things.
The sell of our house is so much more than just a sell of a house. That's our home - our first home together; the renovation and work of my husband's hands. It has been a "spiritual" process for me. It marks the physical close of a chapter/season in our life. It is bitter sweet in so many ways - only God knows the full extent and only time will tell the full implications of all things.
That house represents so much - but at the end of it all, I am overwhelmed and overcomed with tears when I think about God's faithfulness and love. It is His love and faithfulness that brings redemption and restoration.
At the end of it all, we lay it down. How great is our God that He would allow us to have those years and to have experienced what we did. But even greater, to have known Him and to have seen first hand His mighty hand that sustained all things and still sustains even now.
Nothing is to our credit - I so desire to be in His perfect will which is greater than any of the great things of this world I could hold on to.
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