After 14 months on the market, our old house sold --in September. Per instructions, I disinterred Saint Joseph, and I'm working on clearing the dirt from his folds. Now I'm supposed to put him in a prominent place in our home. Two problems: not convinced he did anything on our behalf to sell the house, and my spouse isn't too thrilled about placing a Catholic statue in our home. I remind him that Joseph was Jewish. I point out the Celtic Cross we left on the doorpost of our new home, which we didn't remove. I had planned to sneak Joesph into the cabinet with the Judaica, when I learn that some friends who have their house on the market never made the pilgrimage to the Catholic book store. So Joseph will be passed on to them, where I hope he works a little harder.
*Thanks to Julie for pointing out that I hadn't closed the book on this story (and for reading this blog).
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