Sold!

Talk about another open door. God just keeps clearing the path for this move. Our house went on the market last weekend. We got our first offer Friday. We got our second offer (which we accepted) Saturday. We're done.

We only had one week of constant vaccuuming and spur-of-the-moment showings. We'll only have one month of two mortgages. We get to fix up the new house before moving in. And we got a good price fast in a down market.

I'm overwhelmed by it. We don't deserve so many blessings piled on blessings. It's all coming together, yet we could not have orchestrated it. I don't know how many times people have asked me how we found a house in pre-foreclosure and I have to admit: "We just stumbled across it." How do I explain the grace we've experienced through this process? How God has closed doors and opened better ones and we've been lucky enough to stumble through them?

I didn't think I believed in "luck," but now I feel like it's just another way of saying that I didn't deserve it, I couldn't make it happen if I tried, but by standing just here at just this moment, I got to enjoy it. And while God may not see it so randomly, I can't help feeling very lucky tonight.