It was with a bit of hesitation that the man put up a "for sale" sign in front of his house. After all, it has only been recently vacated and there are some things he still need to do with it. "But I have to get on with my life", he thought, trying to convince himself.
It didn't take long before there were some who showed interest in the house. The owner would look at the prospective buyers, talk with them, and more often than not, he would tell them that the house was already taken. With some of them who looked like they would take good care of the house, he would allow them to peer through the windows to have a glimpse of what the inside of the house looks like. But he never let them in. He was afraid that they would remodel the place to their own taste or make it a place just for vacationing and never call it their home.
Then one day, there was someone who inquired about the house and so he let this person peer through the windows. The prospective buyer saw some cobwebs and the dust that have gathered but she also saw the sturdy architecture and the fine furnishings. As the buyer was looking through the windows, the owner felt in his heart that this is someone who will love living in this house and will be taking good care of it. For the first time, he opened the door and invited the interested person to come in and have a better look. He then pulled out the "for sale" sign from the front yard. Yet, somehow, the buyer was still hesitant to get in, perhaps fearful that she would see clutter and disarray within and thus destroy the beautiful image of the house that she had seen through the windows of her mind.
Come in, Cynthia, and make my house your home. The cobwebs will be removed and the dust will be swept away by the brightness and purity of your love.
written in late 2003
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