One Year Ago This Month

It was around this time last year that we sold our house. It was a long, 16 months as we waited for the "phone call". It was difficult to be patient, and to continue holding out hope during the thousand (slight exaggeration) showings that we had. It was the most difficult to wait when we moved, as our lives were being built in a new place, but we still felt like home was somewhere else.

It may not seem like a big deal to sell a house, but it can be a very emotional process. It was difficult to move out of our house with our dear friends helping us load the moving truck, trying not to cry. Those people were our family there, and we didn't realize how much they meant to us until that day.

It was difficult to move out of a house and to see it empty, after that place was our home. It symbolized our family structure in a sense; where we decided to plant roots for a little while. We were newly married when we moved in, and so much changed by the time we left. So, it was difficult to move out, knowing it was still ours yet it wasn't at the same time, as our life was going in a different direction.

It was difficult to move to a new place, yet the place you own was somewhere else. It was even harder to answer each time a person asked about any activity on our house. "Nope, nothing yet." was probably mentioned a thousand times. It was difficult feeling so helpless.

And it was difficult to trust God at times. And more difficult to be confident that we heard Him correctly.

But of course, He heard and He did answer. Not on my schedule of course. And not at the price we wanted. Still, He answered. Signing those papers and being free from that obligation was probably one of the most freeing moments I'd ever experienced. Just to have that weight lifted was answer enough, as at the end of the day, it was all we needed, and so much more.

Seeing our house one last time before we sold it made us realize how it just wasn't ours anymore. It felt like we were walking into someone else's place. And I knew that it we had made the right decision.

So, a year later, and hopefully a little wiser, I am thanking God for a huge answer to prayer.