Guide Our Path, Lord
In May 2015, I wrote about my desire to move from our current residence - the house we've been in for the past 17 years. The kids have been raised and are all living on their own. The nest is empty. Ironically, just three months after my post, one bounced back for 10 months. Thankfully, he's back on his feet again. This was the desire of my heart a year and a half ago: "My prayer is that by next spring, we can sell the house and buy a small condo instead. Perhaps when we pack and sort through all our stuff, we can dump half the crap we don't need. One can only hope." God's timing is perfect. Always. No matter how bleak things seem, there is ALWAYS hope. Spring 2016 came and went. I'll admit, it was not a happy-go-lucky season by any stretch of the imagination. Nevertheless, God was working. Things were happening according to His plan. After Father's Day, we started doing some massive cleaning and packing so that we could put the house on the market.