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It is not in my nature to personalize inanimate objects.  My sister is big on doing this.  She names everything.  After living with her for a few years I got to where I named my bicycles but still haven’t named my car.  So when I was in the process of buying a house I told Dana she needed to come up with a name for the house.  Since it is on Noble I said it could have a royal theme if she wanted.  She immediately said that she wasn’t sure of his name but she would probably call him Sir House.

So last night I went over to the new house for the first time as the owner.  This also means it was the first time by myself at the house.  This means it really feels like mine now.  Having to be let in by the realtor each visit wasn’t making it feel like ownership but occupancy.

I turned in the drive pushing the garage door remote and the house opened up for me like a hug from a long lost friend.  I entered with only the keys and my Bible in my hand.  I said, out loud even, “Hello house, I am Renee.  I am your new owner and I hope that is a good thing for both of us.  While I don’t know your name yet, you may get called Sir House if that is alright by you.  Since God’s blessings led me to you, the first thing I want to do is offer you back to Him.”

Then I read the verse that only made sense for the occasion, “as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord.”  I left the Bible open to that verse laying on the counter and that is where it will stay until the move in is complete.  Next I prayed, out loud still, over each room in the house.  I walked from the kitchen/dining area to the living room (and mentioned the back porch), stopped by the front door, then prayed up the stairs and into the Master bedroom, down the hall to the study and finally in the guest room.  I prayed for hospitality to rule the house and for all that may enter the doors.  I prayed for the activities that will go on on the premesis and that they would all bring Glory to God.  I prayed for the joyous occasions and the sad occasions, the friends and strangers that may come to my door.  I prayed for times of sorrow and rejoicing that will happen within those walls.  Most of all I prayed that I would be a good steward of the property that is God’s that He has placed under my care.

I ended the prayer back down in the kitchen and read the verse again.  Then I set out measuring all the rooms and windows.  Some are bigger than I orginially thought, some smaller.  My ideas for my living room will not work because it isn’t as rectangular as I thought, it is more square but I already have a second plan that may or may not work.  I will just have to wait until furniture gets put in there to know for sure how to set it up.

Before I left I decided to leave some of the stuff that has accumulated in my car to free up space for the move.  The main item left was Malachi, my mountain bike.  I got him out of the car and introduced him to Sir House.  I think they like each other already.  Then I put some boxes in the car that had been left by the sellers, made sure all the lights were off, and slowly drove out of the driveway headed back to my current residence.

Now that introductions have been made I am feeling a whole lot better about this process.  I didn’t sleep much last night, not from anxiety but excitement.  Packing and moving are still huge obsticles to overcome but I am more ready now to do those than I was before.

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