Struck down but not destroyed...

The open house didn't go so well. I'm sure there's a nicer way of getting to the point there, but it's late and it's the truth. It torrentially rained between 3-5 Sunday (what a lovely coincidence!) and our realtor's daughter (who also works as a realtor at the same office), came late and left early with the teeny tiny sign she posted inside our neighborhood and not on the nearby main drag. Only one person came to see the house. We are disappointed. John really gave Sheila the realtor a talking to on Sunday and she came over today to meet with us and "defend" herself. She brought along a lot of convincing proof that it's just a bad market right now because of the many foreclosures in our area, which basically means that The Man can buy houses for super cheap and a nice, correctly priced house like ours only adds to the value of the other houses at rediculous prices and does not necessarily help sell our house in a timely manner. We were not really comforted by any of that, although we do see what she's saying. Right now it's a matter of waiting things out. Our house has been on the market 63 days and the average for selling a home is around 140 days. We are praying for a miracle and God's will on or before June 1. We are still firmly in His grip.

In other news, tonight (Monday) Young Life had a very lovely going-away party for us at my area director's apartment. The place was packed with leaders and kids! We had a lot of our usual fun eating, talking, and playing a few wild rounds of spoons. At the end of the night the leaders gathered around us and just talked a while about what John and I meant to them and how we'd impacted their lives, and then they prayed for us. I was awed and humbled, elated and heartbroken all at the same time. I rarely show emotion in front of a group like that but it was impossible not to cry and hug my friends and tell them how much I love them all and what a blessing and honor it has been to know and serve with them. It was water on dry soil for both of us, and a reminder that we serve a loving God who has high expectations, and we're not going to let a sorry open house get us down. No way.