Lockdown Day 792-27 May 2022
I started off feeling lethargic and ready for bed. But as the day gathered speed, I too felt stronger and up to the task of moving the matchbox stuff.
After we received the keys and the news of the estate agent bowing out of the contract following the owner's lack of a spirit of compassion and invasion of privacy (sent a friend with keys into the house, who took pictures and videos of our stuff), we decide to let it rest in God's light and pray for all involved.
My heart goes out to the agent with the golden heart, who, out of her own pocket, paid for the cleaning of the house and carpets because the owner did not want to. Really?
After driving up and down with the last things, we settle in for the last night in the matchbox. I thank God for His provision and picking me up off the floor this morning. For looking after us. And for being available no matter what.
Because He's got this.
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