its for sale.
Selling our house is the last thing that needs to happen before everything is ready for us to move.
We are 100% positive we are to do this life shift, but the lack of interest in our place is wearing on our faith, not to mention that our real-estate agent is already suggesting we lower our price for a quicker sale.
A potentially draining process for sure.
And yet I don't find it that at all
Rather, I feel inspired, challenged, stretched into this new kind of Faith I have never known before.
And it feels awesome
Yet this ground I have chosen to tread wrecks havoc in some peoples hearts and minds, for it goes against all human logic, all rational thinking, all common sense.
Logic says lower the price
Rational thinking says there is no way we will be moving mid may
Common sense says stop thinking it's going to work out that way
Faith is the confidence that what we hope for will actually happen; it gives us assurance about things we cannot see
So we continue to have Faith, even tho the odds seem so stacked against us, and we wait.
And I know our house will sell, and I eagerly wait to our new life to begin.
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