The House-selling saga

Our house had been on the market for several weeks. Many came to look, but there were no takers except for one man who decided that our unused acre at the rear of the house would be very useful for a vegetable garden. Sadly, his wife did not want to live there. But, he came again and told us how much he wanted it, but that his wife was the stumbling block. Well, after the call from my friend, and after I had wept out my heart to the Lord, I suddenly thought of old Brother Will Short, a missionary working with the Hillside Church of Christ, in the community at the  other end of town, and I felt impelled to talk to him for advice. Well, after pouring my heart out to this wonderful and understanding old friend he said, "Lois, Mother (that is what he called his wife) and I have seen the struggle you have been going through, but we didn't want to interfere without being asked. Let me make a suggestion, why don't you leave Queens Park for a while and come and worship with us. When you look at them from a distance you may get things into better perspective and then you can make a final decision."

I thanked him for his patience with me, then called Mel. I gave him the whole story and after thinking for a moment he said. "That is what we are going to do." Now, hold it, the next part took my breath away, about three hours after that call to Mel , my uncle, who was our estate agent, called me to tell me the house was sold — to the man who wanted the vegetable garden. The Lord surely does move in mysterious ways. We never regretted our decision.