“If God didn’t think twice about taking pruning shears to the natural branches, why would he hesitate over you?” Romans 11:21
Yesterday, a lawn service radically cut back my orange tree and palo verde tree. Both have suffered from neglect. Now they are bare trees ready to be redressed with new branches and leave.
Our lives are like the trees in my backyard. You take care of your life from day to day, you wont need to make any radical changes. However, we get busy, we don’t want to spend the money, or we just don’t care anymore.
Of all the things I’ve struggled with since become a widow, it’s the house that leaves me befuddled—sell—rent—sell—rent. I wish someone would come along and prune the branches of these constant thoughts. My house is a modest 1800 square-foot home with the traditional three bedrooms and two bathrooms, an Arizona room, screen patio, and two car garage. I have a bonus storage room that right now is filled to the rafters, and the the house is filled with memories–happy and sad.
I’ve decided I will make a final decision next spring after my winter tenants leave. I realize I’m blessed to have this problem. The decision will come with prayer and discernment. Perhaps someone will want to buy it with all the furnishings, and I hope God will send someone to my home that loves it as much as I have.
Dear Lord, thank you for helping me with all the details in my life. Amen.