I’m sure we’ve all been there, a house in your neighborhood goes up for sale, and you wonder who will move in. For me, with the house in question being only two doors down from mine, and seeing it every day when I come home from work, I was really hoping it would be somebody hot. The house sat vacate for nearly a year while it was being renovated, before a for sale sign finally went up in front of it.
It wasn’t too long before the sign was taken down, the Elder’s Quorum president was texting to see who could help move a new family in, and I was driving home one day to see a young family moving in. I quickly parked my car and walked over to help, with the Elder’s Quorum president introducing me to the father of the family.
“Hi, I’m Bryan,” he said as we shook hands and told him my name. He seemed familiar but I wasn’t sure how. He introduced his two young daughters to me, then told me that his wife was back at their old house, finishing packing. I helped unload the moving truck, telling him I’ll keep an eye out for their return and be back to help then.