Recently it seemed as if Mr. Pale and I were destined to become property owners. Mr. Pale currently rents the building where the lock shop is doing business. He wants to move badly, to own his own piece of property. And so he found a building for sale, good location, good structure, good price, etc. When he asked my opinion I said if God wants us to have it then everything will fall into place and it will happen. In private I began praying to God…Lord, if it be your will for us to have this property then open the doors that need to be opened and close the doors we don’t need to walk through. Every day I prayed those words: open and close those doors, Lord!
At first things seemed to be going our way. Through our respective realtors, the seller agreed to owner finance us, and agreed to repair the old, leaky roof and make any other repairs we named. Mr. Pale and I got a small personal loan from our bank, borrowed against our two paid-for vehicles, representing “earnest” money and we signed an official offer. At every step I’m praying for God to close doors that we don’t need to walk through. But I’m also letting God know that I believe he has our backs and that he will not allow us to come to harm in this venture.
After we had gone through the steps of making the official offer and getting the bank loan THEN the seller started balking. For whatever reason, now he was not willing to repair the roof, he wanted a large balloon payment at the end of the agreed upon lease period ($60,000) and on and on. He back pedaled but hard. Mr. Pale said forget it, we’ll stay where we are for now, and I said thank you, Lord. (Actually Mr. Pale used more colorful language but I’ll leave it to your imagination, dear reader, to guess what he said.)
Here’s the thing…every time I follow God (or at least try to do my best because, as a human, that’s all I can do) life gets easier, better, more simple. I am not saying I do not still have struggles. No, of course I do! I’m simply saying my reliance on God sustains me and gives me hope.