Thought Leads to Restoration

A vagrant spirit inhabits a dead house. When you walk into a dead house you smell it and feel it in the still, dank air. It tries to scare you and bluff you into leaving it be. A vagrant spirit is ugly and stinks like plaster rot. A vagrant spirit moves into a house gradually and finally begins to own the house by default because the human owner is unable or unwilling to keep it out. The vagrant spirit thrives on scattered remnants of dead dreams long past. The vagrant spirit doesn't want you to notice it's habitation. It wants no change. It wants you to pass by, to leave it to it's cheap wine and hand rolled tobacco just one more day. But a vagrant spirit is only a feeling of vacant thought.
A day dawns when, before the sun again sets,the spirit is cast out by decision. On this day demolition or restoration has come to the house. Someone with a mind set on restoration shows up and the vagrant spirit slips out. The vagrant spirit vanishes like stale cigarette smoke in sunlight filtering through boarded up windows when the doors are finally thrown open to restoration. A vagrant spirit never really owns a house, it is a squatter.
Thoughts are things. Abandon constructive thought, as in the case of an absent slumlord and in come the tramp thoughts. Soon more tramp thoughts are attracted and now the house is home to bums, parasites who have no respect; no positive, active thinking. Tramps won't visualize a table in the dinning room set for a thanksgiving family.
Restoration often dawns when conditions are at their worst; in the blackest, darkest night. Some good people thought well and restored what would become our house. Becky and I had known each other in High School. We reacquainted and came together three years ago. We both were alone before and both dreamed of a new home. When the sisters opened the door on the first day of restoration, and took the "before" pictures who would know Becky and I would get together? Who could have told that two years later when the sisters tacked up their "For Sale By Owner" sign Becky and I would happen along to discover a home and a neighborhood? This house was restored to new life and we were redeemed with it. Sound thinking produced a transaction that was win-win-win; for the sisters, the house and for us. Becky dreamed and I dreamed; we thought of restoration and our thoughts were rewarded. If you are in need of restoration, draft the same power into your service and think. Have and hold faith. Watch your dreams come true.