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Stood Up

Do you know the feeling of being stood up? 

At one time I would have been so wrapped up in the defeat and the "whats wrong with me" attitude. Now, I feel disrespected and think its rude and not worth my time. 

Well, our house got stood up the other night. You see, our house is on a dating site, and it has been having a lot of 1st dates these days. This date got cancelled about 45 minutes before but rescheduled. I let that slide. Then after the date, I got that lonely feeling in my stomach that we had been stood up. And the feedback email came through that the buyer had to cancel at the last minute. Really? So the agent couldn't have called to tell someone but told us in the feedback. That ticked me off but at least confirmed that my intuition was right. I'm debating how to respond. I feel as though I do not want to let this person schedule again unless its during an open house. I mean really, if they would ever decide to put an offer in, what kind of shenanigans may happen later. Not worth it. 

That is one thing I learned from my single life. Don't waste time being mistreated. If they don't care in the beginning, when people are usually presenting the best version of themselves, then what will be in store when the honeymoon wears off. 

But this house for sale stuff is different than dating I guess. We are leaving something forever rather than agreeing to get something forever. It just feels eerily familiar with the online profile and pictures, the trying to show a clean and tidy house, hiding the clutter and mess, and of course the rejection. It is weird that I could feel offended at all about the comments about the house. But actually, I think I have matured since I am not that surprised or concerned about the issues being brought up. It just is what it is. This house is not large, it is not for everyone. Thats ok. But its still wearing on me with the amount of showings with no offers. 

I'm recognizing that I want to punish those people for the inconvenience to my family. But I have no idea what may have caused those cancelations and lack of communication. They don't know me. It was not personal so why am I taking it so personally. I have to stay grounded in who I am in Christ. 

Stress can be such a distraction from God. I have to be intentional about staying in the Word and praying. This house stuff will get worked out someday. This is temporary. But I want to remind you of this, no matter how many times you leave God hanging, Jesus will never stand you up if you ask for Him. 

Dear God, Thank you for being constant and reliable. Even when I do not understand what is going on around me and I may be in a time of pain and confusion, I know that You are there. I know that I can stand on Your promises. In Jesus Name, amen.

2 Peter 3:8-9 NLT
But you must not forget this one thing, dear friends: A day is like a thousand years to the Lord, and a thousand years is like a day. The Lord isn’t really being slow about his promise, as some people think. No, he is being patient for your sake. He does not want anyone to be destroyed, but wants everyone to repent.

Deuteronomy 31:6 MSG
“Be strong. Take courage. Don’t be intimidated. Don’t give them a second thought because God, your God, is striding ahead of you. He’s right there with you. He won’t let you down; he won’t leave you.”

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