We put the sign out on August 12, we put fliers up in the grocery stores and we put advertisements in the paper a week later (although one of those papers (bottom of page 17) are bi-monthly, so there paper just came out on Tuesday and the next one will come out Sept.15). Two people called. And no one came. I was getting a bit discouraged.
So last weekend we decided to lower the price. Yes, I know to some it would be too soon, but we feel that it is more important to sell our house than to make out like a bandit. We probably could sell it for the original asking price, but we don’t want to sit around for months waiting for someone. We changed all the fliers to say “Reduced to….” and today the first paper will come out with the price change.
One person called and actually came to see the house on Tuesday. I was excited about that. They said they would probably come back so her “significant other” could see the house too. But I could tell that they weren’t all that serious. And they haven’t called yet.
I was struggling yesterday with being discouraged and was having negative feelings. I was praying all day that the Lord would help me wait patiently and to stop getting all worked up about our house not selling in 3 1/2 weeks! I kept telling myself, “Come on. You’re not being realistic here. It hasn’t even been for sale for a month and you’re already getting discouraged. Snap out of it!”. But that little pep talk wasn’t really helping. It was about 6 o’clock when I was on the porch, praying once again that the Lord would help me get out of this discouragement, for it was getting worse. I was determined NOT to beg and plead and all those silly things we humans do towards God when things are moving too slowly for us. And I was beginning to fail for man!, was it a struggle!
And you know what He did? He had someone stop. Just like that. They stopped their truck on the side of the road, came on over to us and we showed them the house! And they were far more interested in the house than the other people were. Who knows if anything will come of this, but that’s not the point. The point is my Father in heaven cares enough for me, a little bit of nothing on the Earth. And yet He heard me, He saw my struggles, He took compassion on me and sent someone to give me hope.
He is a great God indeed!