A New Homeowner

[Anemone]

Four months ago, my family moved to a new home.  This is a special place because it is a place where the previous owner was a Christian – the house items gave me clues that the owner prayed and trusted in the Lord. 

At first glance, during an open house, I wouldn’t say I liked the home because it was a two-story house with a pool.  I preferred a one-story house without a pool.  Also, what caught my firm conviction against this home was that the home was being sold because the owners were getting a divorce.  I was so sure that this home was not the home for my family for that reason.  I didn’t want to be in a home where divorce was the foundation of the location.

However, I visited this home three times a month during the open house.  Even with a price decrease, no one seemed to be interested.  I took a chance and carefully looked at the home again the third time on the third month of house hunting.  I entered the master bedroom and closed the door to look at the mirrored closet behind the door.  Then, I saw a handwritten sign: “Trust in the Lord.”

I did not write this.  It was the owner – then it opened my eyes to all the other small furniture and decorations around.  I saw phrases like “Always pray” and “God’s plan.”

I prayed to Jesus that I desired a home with God’s presence hovering day and night.  I wanted a place like Naioth at Ramah (1 Samuel 19) when even the calloused heart of King Saul could not deny the presence of God.  How can a place ever be like this?  I do not have the exact formula for such divination.  However, the starting point was anointing prayer.

I anointed every item as I removed each item from the moving boxes.  I began to pray over every cup, fork, bedding, toiletry, and even sock and asked the Holy Spirit to pour His anointing oil.  I prayed over paper, pencils, chairs, furniture, and food in the pantries.  I prayed for individual underwear as I folded them.  Countless prayers poured into the home.

Construction workers who have come to fix and remodel parts of the home, I prayed that they will be blessed.  I blessed the pets and neighbors who crossed our streets with the holy spirit. 

Finally, I prayed that each door frame of the home would be sealed with the blood of Jesus Christ.

This is the house I live in – drenched with prayers. 

Now, I need to pick one place in the house to do pillow talk with him.  I can’t wait to have my intimate time with the Lord.

I thank Jesus for giving me the opportunity, heart, and idea to pray like that.  Now, I take this type of prayer out to my work.  May the holy spirit’s presence hover over everywhere I go. Amen.

[You are my angel Dasom]

Bless the hands that are blessing everything 🤲🏻
You can offer my eyes as one of your talents when you go Home
I will tell everyone how you blessed one by one
Thank you my God 🩷