My prayer: God please send someone who can see this house with a full imagination for all it is and could be.

Our Moving-Friends' and Billy's prayer: God please sell this house quickly.

Saturday Event: House shows when it wasn't suppose to ... and the household items were strewn in passage-blocking ways from top floor to basement, in the rooms, in the doorways, in the hallways ... and they were displayed in perfectly disgusting ways. Trust me on this. The morning had been spent rearranging, breaking down, packing random items. It was a disaster zone. All we did was leave the house (we're currently in charge of it's care and packing) to run a few quick errands just to return and discover we'd missed all attempts to contact us for a showing confirmation and still we had been visited.

Saturday Evening & Early Sunday Morning Event: House mostly returned to normal showing standards and certainly it's better than it's ever been before ... which could not have been accomplished without the Saturday disaster event.

My friend Linda's prayer: Oh God, have pity on them (me and Billy). Make the person want to come back.

Our moving-friend's attitude: When anyone comes they just have to understand the house is being packed for a move. Really.

Yesterday Event: We began to suspect something seriously wrong with a major piece of equipment that will stay with the house. Service Company was called for an inspection and scheduled for today.

This morning: Realty co called for a reshowing of the house for early afternoon. Wife bringing Husband this time. I busted gut to really shine the house up. (Men don't always have great imaginations about houses.) ~~Also, I rescheduled Service Company for late afternoon.~~

Early afternoon: Linda came to fetch me away (as no one is suppose to be here during a showing) and as we were leaving the subdivision she said "OMG there goes the Service Company toward the house." We chased him down before he reached the house. We explained. He said he might not be able to reschedule until Thursday. Hmm Ok. Doesn't matter. Can't happen now.

Late afternoon: I was able to convince the Service Company to still send someone after the showing. A different guy came. I was relieved when he arrived. First, he'd serviced the unit before and knew exactly when where what. Secondly, I liked his attitude better than the first guy even though the first guy wasn't a horrible person at all.

This evening: It became clear there's going to be an expensive repair. I'm just going to be perfectly honest. My first thought was, "Our Moving-Friends really can handle the hit better than a young couple with children."

Then I became highly suspect. What if the family considering the house (or the family the house is really intended for) prays? What if their prayer is "Lord, we just want a house that isn't going to break down on us right away." I can tell you this: our Moving-Friends amaze me with the meticulous care they give to the home's equipment.

I hope I get to know if it was a collision of prayers.