Tuesday, July 7, 2015
I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU CALL IT...
Often I get teased, lovingly about my belief
in prayer and The Big Man, God.
Sometimes I am mocked by my beliefs
and I am also not proud of the way I have
let my faith on the "wayside" over the last year.
Not that I don't believe nor not in love with my God,
just living life not as close to Him as I need to be
or have been in the past.
I need to get back to where I was a few years ago.
With all that being said, I pray every day, every night.
Now to the story of yesterday.
Since I moved into the cottage,
I have had a sweet house sitter who maintains
the big house, cuts the grass and lives in
it just so it is not empty. Our deal is that
he house sits and I do the inside vacuum and
mopping. So yesterday was my day to clean.
I went there, as he was at work and I see this
home, this beautiful home that has only bad
memories for me. Aside from the months that
Baby boy, Kd and Bean lived there when their
house was being built and the very few weeks
Gypsy baby lived with me after our separation,
the house has only bad memories for me.
Yet, it is a beautiful home, needs to be loved by a family.
As I mop I begin to talk the the Big Man.
'YOU KNOW MY HEART, YOU KNOW WHAT
IS BEST FOR ME. PLEASE LEAD ME IN WHAT IS
RIGHT...." SEND SOMEONE TO TAKE THIS
BEAUTY OUT OF MY LIFE, MAKE IT A
DISTANT MEMORY. IF I AM TO JUST LET IT
GO FOR ALMOST NOTHING, THEN LEAD ME
Then I just keep thinking and talking to Him
in my head the way I once did daily.
I am so confused about what to do,
should I let it go for 60,000 under the appraisal price?
I know I need to try and hold on for a while longer
as someone somewhere will find and buy this house.
Then, I swear, no sooner do I load my car to come
back to the cottage, I get a text from my realtor, Vicki,
"I need to show the house tonight"
After not showing the house for months,
just as I finish up with my praying,
And I am to believe prayers are not heart???
Not this girl, I need to do more praying.
The showing went really well and I continue
to pray hard and ask all the help me out here
Let this be the one....
Yet, even if it is not, just the way it all happened
has me knowing, BELIEVING
there is a Big Man out there!!!!
I have a feeling, soon I will only have the cottage
to worry about!
Just wanted to share a small miracle of yesterday.
Of course, my babies will call in coincidence...
I call it miracle.