SEVERAL YEARS AFTER THE Lord showed me that I loved his blessings more than I loved him, he told me to sell my home. As usual with me, when I hear from the Lord, and it makes no sense, my story will not be as neat and tidy as Abraham’s, who laid his precious son on an altar to be sacrificed to God.
That is why this article is not called “The Perfect Life”.
I usually ignore God’s first message when it sounds as absurd as the message Abraham got.
And in the case of selling my home, the home in which the Lord provided after a ruinous divorce a decade before, I just checked to make sure it had not become an idol.
“Lord, this house means nothing to me, except that it is a testimony to your faithfulness. Did you forget that you gave it to me?” I asked.
A few months later, he told me again, to which I replied, “Lord, have you forgotten how this house came about and that it was your idea that led me here? Don’t you remember how I painstakingly designed it so I could die here? Besides, haven’t you noticed we have Bible studies and other church activities here every week?”
When the Lord told me a third time, I was at a loss to try to understand him.
“You can’t possibly want me to sell this house. How can you take away a gift you so generously gave? It is not above my means, we are really happy here, and there’s no place I would rather live.
“You can’t possibly want me uprooting my kids from the stability we have here. No, that doesn’t sound like you at all.
“If you really want me to sell this house, you’re going to have to show me so I can be sure it’s you and not that stinking devil talking.”
Spring rolled in and my gardener was planting hundreds of flowers in the yard, and the maid was upstairs dusting over a thousand feet of space that my college-bound son once occupied; space I hadn’t seen in months.
For the first time, I was bothered about how much money I spent to maintain my home and how little of it my daughter and I occupied on a daily basis. Did you do this, Lord? Do you still want me to sell my house?
I finally obeyed and a year later, my house was sold, but it would be almost a decade before it made sense to me.
For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord. They are plans for good and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope. Jeremiah 29:11(TLB)
As always, it is my intent and hope that my words may encourage you wherever you are in your journey.
Was there a time you thought God’s direction for your life was absurd?
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If anyone has ears to hear, let him hear.–Jesus (Mark 4:23)