Every day my computer selects a picture from that day in some previous year. On May 16, 2026, it showed me this picture:
It’s Mark on May 16, 2025, showing us for the first time the house that we now live in. “I just want to get an idea of the kind of house you might like when you decide to move.” “We like this one! How can we get it?”
Seven weeks after we saw it for the first time, we had been in it for two days! That was a fast seven weeks, including:
- Getting a bridge loan application in process
- Spending two weeks on Grand Cayman Island
- Enjoying a week’s visit with son David and family from Atlanta
- Starting packing
- Hosting daughter Melody and her daughter Liana for Matt’s wedding on June 29 in the old house.
- Finishing packing June 30 and July 1.
- Moving on July 2.
A fast seven weeks.
A slow 17 weeks after that, we closed on our old house. It seemed like a long wait at the time:
- Trusting and waiting, July 30, 2025
- Still waiting, September 15, 2025
- Faith Lessons, October 11, 2025
- God humbles himself (to meet needs), October 23, 2025
We closed on October 31, and when all the dust settled, we had a new house and about $100,000 more in our accounts than when we started the process. As I say, a long 17 weeks with a lot of unknowns.
But now? It’s a year later and “That’s the six months we spent buying a new house, moving, and selling the old house.” Time perspective.
One of my Cousin Joyce’s daughters posted a photo tribute on Facebook after Joyce’s passing that closed with, “See you in a minute.” True.
But do not overlook this one fact, beloved, that with the Lord one day is as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day. (2 Peter 3.8, ESV)