The sign in the front yard of our current house is unmistakable. The only one in a large sea of "for sale" markers around the neighborhood. What a blessing! Jeff and I feel rather soothed by the whole miracle of it. If troubles and difficulties and trials arise at the farmhouse (wait, not if; when!), we can be comforted in the knowledge that this was an incredible open door and we walked through as God intended.
I try to be a "can do, go to" woman, but sometimes I worry that, in doing so, I push too hard on doors that God is leaving closed. But we prayed for this door to be kicked off its hinges or slammed shut. We asked and God answered.