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I sold my house yesterday. It is amazing what can happen when you knock on a door. Last week I wrote a letter to my builder and asked if he was interested in buying the house back from me so that he could do whatever he wanted with the property instead of having to satisfy the demands of a homeowner. He was at my door the next day and what started as a simply inquiry turned into serious negotiations and yesterday afternoon, I presented him with some options that made it possible for both of us to walk away satisfied.

My readings in Jeremiah (which is where I am at in reading through the Bible right now) have been amazingly apropos during these past two weeks. On Thursday I read chapter 32 which is all about Jeremiah making a real estate deal that did not make sense under the circumstances, but it was what God was doing. Yesterday morning when I was asking God to make a way clear for a good solution for all, I read this:

Call to me and I will answer you. I'll tell you marvelous and wondrous things that you could never figure out on your own...The motto for the city will be, "God has set things right for us."

Phase One is behind us: the property is sold. Now we are entering Phase Two: where do we go from here?

This is a picture of my car in winter, 2008. The winter is also behind us. Yes!

Comments

shane magee said…
congratulations matte. it's been a long and difficult struggle these past few months i know. really great to hear that this part is closing and a new chapter is beginning for you guys. our god is a strange one - his paths beyond tracing out.

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