This Old House

In the neighborhood where I live, I have one neighbor who likes to cause trouble. He picks the fruit from my trees, chops down my shade trees, and mows down my flowers.

He dumps trash in my yard, reads my mail, steals my packages from the delivery man, tries to tell me all the neighborhood gossip about my friends, and does his darnedest to make me mad.

Forever prowling around the premises, he tries to sneak in the windows and get his foot in the door, attempting to steal my belongings. So I put an alarm system on all the doors and windows.

He likes my house and wants to live here, but I’m under a lease contract for a single dweller. He can’t have it and he certainly isn’t going to move in with me! But he still continues to try to take it away from me.

It’s a comfortable old house, though it’s not the most beautiful on the block nor is it the biggest. The landlord was very generous in his lease, so I appreciate what I have, even if a few structural changes are needed.

A few of its rooms have become dusty and overcrowded and need remodeling. Some of the junk needs to be put out with the trash. Some rooms are in a constant state of upheaval; others just need rearranging.

The windows have become a little foggy, so they’re not as easy to see through as before. Some of the shingles are falling off the roof, while some of the fence pickets are missing. A few of the hinges have become a little rusty and don’t work as well as they used to, but the landlord I lease from said he would make all the necessary repairs. I know he will, for he is a man of his word. However, he does have a busy schedule, so I’m just patiently waiting my turn.

I thought it might be time to move, but he says I can stay a while longer, if I do some of the maintenance work. I do look forward to moving, though, because I’ve had my eye on this perfect, little cottage that’s being built. I’d really like to move there some day…there’s no traffic, no noise, the air is clean, great neighbors, the scenery is beautiful, and best of all, no more Mr. Meany!

I’ve called ahead to see if it was ready but they tell me they’re still working on it. Well, I guess I can wait a little longer. I’m not really finished renovating this one!

“For we know that when this tent we live in now is taken down-when we die and leave these bodies-we will have wonderful new bodies in heaven, homes that will be ours forevermore, made for us by God himself and not by human hands.” (2 Cor. 5:1 TLB)

~~Blessings, Lynn~~


3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. dena
    Nov 20, 2008 @ 16:24:03

    Loved this post. My ‘house’ needs work and some of the rooms are messy. I also have to be on the outlook for Mr Meany.


  2. Judi Moran
    Nov 20, 2008 @ 17:21:45

    That’s crazy, Lynn: I read that very scripture this morning in my sequential bible reading.
    Boy, you kept me guessing and intrigued this whole post.
    Really concerned for you, at first, that you have such an awful neighbor. 🙂
    Well, this world, thank goodness, is not our home.
    Nette and I were talking about that very thing last night. She’s only 31, so not ready, by a long mile, to go home.
    But me…so ready.
    Just hanging around in this earthly tent because apparently The Big Guy thinks My Assignment isn’t completed!
    Love to you,


  3. Terri
    Nov 21, 2008 @ 14:22:56

    Wow. What a great post! Really helps me keep this world and my place in it in perspective. This is definetly one i will share with others! God Bless!


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