Matt and I both do our daily bible reading each morning before the kids get up. I love it b/c it allows us time being renewed by Jesus, but also time to talk without interruptions.
This morning we were discussing heading home to IN. And we were saying that we wonder if we are both just gonna crash. He complimented me in that he told me that through a very tough year, I have maintained a positive, strong attitude. He then proceeded to remind me what my year has been like and as he did, I held back tears.
In March Matt moved to AZ and I stayed back with three kids.
We put the house up for sale and I kept it up for showings.
I packed 80% of the house w/o him.
I handled the moving truck day w/o him.
I then moved in to my bestie's house for three weeks, w/ the kids, but w/o Matt.
We then moved across the country and we unpacked.
I had to make all new friends.
Within 5 months we were starting to get the impression that AZ wasn't long term.
I had to keep the emotions of another move to myself; w/o letting AZ friends and co-workers in on it.
We put our second house in a year up for sale.
Now we are packing again.
Call me E-X-H-A-U-S-T-E-D.
YET... I continue to praise my God. And I can tell you that I, at times, experience such a JOY from within that I want to do a little dance.
Only Jesus can do that.
I told Matt that I don't know how people do life w/o Jesus' spirit. Really, I don't. He said that's why there are so many addictions.
I'm not blogging this to bring me pity or words of affirmation. I am sharing b/c as I was making Christmas cookies for our kids, so that they have something that resembles a normal Christmas season around our house, I was filled with such JOY, and I heard Jesus spirit whisper, "tell them."
I am not above exhaustion. I am not above a foul attitude. I am not above fear or worry. I am not better than anyone else b/c I experience JOY on a regular basis. But I will tell you that Jesus inside me makes the JOY possible and ANYONE can have Him. ANYONE. There is not one person secluded from that. If you want Him, You can have Him.
Immanuel...God W-I-T-H us.
[For God so loved the world, that He gave His only Son, that WHOEVER believes in him will not perish but have eternal life. John 3:16]
Monday, November 30, 2015
Sunday, November 29, 2015
Exhaustion's HOLD
November 27th marked our sixth month living in AZ, Matt's eighth. By this point we should be settling in, but instead we are gearing up for another cross-country move; this time to family in Indiana. Both sides of our families live in Indiana and it's been 10 years since we lived in the same state.
My mom says AZ is the only way God could get us home; that we would have never left Charlotte to move back to IN, family or not.
My mom says AZ is the only way God could get us home; that we would have never left Charlotte to move back to IN, family or not.
I suppose there is wisdom in my her thought because it wasn't until AZ that we found ourselves longing to be in the pictures on Facebook, part of family events. We always just had such a peace with living in Charlotte, away from family. Until we didn't.
Moving to AZ was the right move for us; I just didn't realize it would be so short. It has proven hard, unexpected,and lonely at times. And yet, we have been soaked in God's goodness.
In our 'first world' we have this misguided thought that if God calls you out, it will be amazing and happy all the time; because if He moves, He equips right? That is a lie. Jesus equips, YES, but shiny and pretty are not always part of reality.
These past six months have been emotionally exhausting. I didn't think I would mourn friendships and belonging like I have. I didn't think I would struggle so much to not be physically present to hug a friend in mourning.
God's presence has drenched me; allowing me to question.
Our house has been for sale for a month now.
My mind is so tired of the constant war happening between dependence on my Gods timing and fear.
What if our house doesn't sell before we leave? How will we pay for the moving truck? How will we pay the mortgage with no known jobs in IN?
My big ask has been that we would sell before we leave, and leave with no debt. And I hear Jesus tell me "just ask." Ask those questions roaming your heart and mind. Ask in the midst of doubts.
But that's just it. We can ask for what we want; we are free to do that. We can be confident that He hears. But am I also confident that He see's what I don't? So much so that I don't want Him to 'work' things just to appease my pity party?
We have experienced God's constant love for us, most tangibly, through friends and family messaging us at random times, reminding us that we are not alone; we are loved; we are covered in prayer. We are so grateful!
In our 'first world' we have this misguided thought that if God calls you out, it will be amazing and happy all the time; because if He moves, He equips right? That is a lie. Jesus equips, YES, but shiny and pretty are not always part of reality.
These past six months have been emotionally exhausting. I didn't think I would mourn friendships and belonging like I have. I didn't think I would struggle so much to not be physically present to hug a friend in mourning.
God's presence has drenched me; allowing me to question.
Our house has been for sale for a month now.
My mind is so tired of the constant war happening between dependence on my Gods timing and fear.
What if our house doesn't sell before we leave? How will we pay for the moving truck? How will we pay the mortgage with no known jobs in IN?
My big ask has been that we would sell before we leave, and leave with no debt. And I hear Jesus tell me "just ask." Ask those questions roaming your heart and mind. Ask in the midst of doubts.
But that's just it. We can ask for what we want; we are free to do that. We can be confident that He hears. But am I also confident that He see's what I don't? So much so that I don't want Him to 'work' things just to appease my pity party?
We have experienced God's constant love for us, most tangibly, through friends and family messaging us at random times, reminding us that we are not alone; we are loved; we are covered in prayer. We are so grateful!
Sometimes the best place to be is relearning to hold Jesus as the absolute, most essential part of life. He IS exhaustions 'hold.'
For those curious minds, wondering WHY we are moving to IN...
*My dad has Parkinsons and Lewy Body Dementia. I want to be near him in this season; I want to be able to help.
*Matt has Celiac's Disease and Leaky Gut Syndrome. Both cause damage to the immune system. A side-effect is lack of energy. Youth pastors need energy. Will he stay in ministry? We don't know. What we do know is God's peace that He will lead and He will provide.
For those curious minds, wondering WHY we are moving to IN...
*My dad has Parkinsons and Lewy Body Dementia. I want to be near him in this season; I want to be able to help.
*Matt has Celiac's Disease and Leaky Gut Syndrome. Both cause damage to the immune system. A side-effect is lack of energy. Youth pastors need energy. Will he stay in ministry? We don't know. What we do know is God's peace that He will lead and He will provide.
Saturday, July 25, 2015
A standing jump
Maggie is learning to swim. As long as she can see the '3FT' sign she will allow herself to move from the stairs.
Getting her to jump to one of us in the pool has proven challenging. We tell her over and over to 'trust me, I will catch you.' Yet she struggles. She crouches...and then sits...gets back up to try again, this time leaning into us.
"No Maggie, stand up and jump to me..." Then the tears come.
The fear that grips her is amazing; it baffles me because I know I will catch her.
I told Matt her struggle is so very similar to the struggle to jump when Jesus says jump.
Matt and I have "jumped" a time or two. But what if we hadn't? We would have missed so many blessings on the other side of that obedience!
All of the friendships in the Carolina's that we would have forfeited!
Our Maggie, whom we cannot imagine life without! The journey to get her was amazing; God showing off at every turn!
And now Arizona. This move has proven to be the hardest yet. While it hasn't been pretty emotionally, Jesus' peace is so strong in me. HE moved us here. HE IS restoring me.
All this to say, I'm not convinced that Jesus is concerned with us being comfortable. I think He wants us to trust His bigger plan. I think when we stand up and jump, with no hands, we FIND the pricelessness of Jesus.
Where is Jesus asking you to jump? Do it. Hands free. Knowing Jesus will catch you.
Getting her to jump to one of us in the pool has proven challenging. We tell her over and over to 'trust me, I will catch you.' Yet she struggles. She crouches...and then sits...gets back up to try again, this time leaning into us.
"No Maggie, stand up and jump to me..." Then the tears come.
The fear that grips her is amazing; it baffles me because I know I will catch her.
I told Matt her struggle is so very similar to the struggle to jump when Jesus says jump.
Matt and I have "jumped" a time or two. But what if we hadn't? We would have missed so many blessings on the other side of that obedience!
All of the friendships in the Carolina's that we would have forfeited!
Our Maggie, whom we cannot imagine life without! The journey to get her was amazing; God showing off at every turn!
And now Arizona. This move has proven to be the hardest yet. While it hasn't been pretty emotionally, Jesus' peace is so strong in me. HE moved us here. HE IS restoring me.
All this to say, I'm not convinced that Jesus is concerned with us being comfortable. I think He wants us to trust His bigger plan. I think when we stand up and jump, with no hands, we FIND the pricelessness of Jesus.
Where is Jesus asking you to jump? Do it. Hands free. Knowing Jesus will catch you.
Thursday, July 9, 2015
ONE
I just realized that my last two days have not been tainted with the dread of never going back to Charlotte. There were days, while alone in the car, that tears would fall simply b/c I miss my people back in the Carolinas. This moving stuff is no joke on the heart.
Several weeks ago, through a study I am doing, I read a verse from 1 Peter. I have clung to it, contemplated getting part tattooed, and meditated on each word.
I love that it calls him the 'God of all grace'. Jesus holds more than one form of grace.
Every time I read this verse Jesus not only helps my heart, he tells me to pray the same verse over a sweet friend of mine, who needs His grace in a different form of comfort.
And 'will himself'...not a friend, not my husband, not my kids, not food, not a program, not all the people I miss...Jesus himself. That's so good!!!
But the part that I believe is tattoo worthy is restore, confirm, strengthen and establish.
It's all about allowing Jesus to do those things. The killer is that it is in HIS time. He has to be the lifter of my head, or my restoration won't be complete.
Time is a beautiful thing. I don't want to fight it right now. I want to take the uncomfortable times of hurt to be that I have loved those I left well. I want to thank Jesus that I was loved well.
Earlier in 1 Peter 5, verse 7, Peter challenges us to cast all of our anxieties on Jesus for He cares for us.
Part of wholeness, whatever your journey, is to realize that there is ONE who can restore, confirm, strengthen and establish our souls. ONE. And it ain't you.
Several weeks ago, through a study I am doing, I read a verse from 1 Peter. I have clung to it, contemplated getting part tattooed, and meditated on each word.
[1 Peter 5:10]
"And after you have suffered a little while,
the God of all grace,
who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ,
will HIMSELF,
restore, confirm, strengthen and establish you."
I love that it calls him the 'God of all grace'. Jesus holds more than one form of grace.
Every time I read this verse Jesus not only helps my heart, he tells me to pray the same verse over a sweet friend of mine, who needs His grace in a different form of comfort.
And 'will himself'...not a friend, not my husband, not my kids, not food, not a program, not all the people I miss...Jesus himself. That's so good!!!
But the part that I believe is tattoo worthy is restore, confirm, strengthen and establish.
It's all about allowing Jesus to do those things. The killer is that it is in HIS time. He has to be the lifter of my head, or my restoration won't be complete.
Time is a beautiful thing. I don't want to fight it right now. I want to take the uncomfortable times of hurt to be that I have loved those I left well. I want to thank Jesus that I was loved well.
Earlier in 1 Peter 5, verse 7, Peter challenges us to cast all of our anxieties on Jesus for He cares for us.
Part of wholeness, whatever your journey, is to realize that there is ONE who can restore, confirm, strengthen and establish our souls. ONE. And it ain't you.
Sunday, June 14, 2015
Unseen Domain
"Mom, when is it going to be my turn to make friends?"
The question came from Maggie, two weeks into making our move to AZ.
I feel like my heart is in the same place. Jesus' joy and strength got me here; led me to obey the calling of another move. Yet, on the other side of that obedience I feel lost. My soul is quiet and sad at times. I feel as if I am wading through the loneliness, trusting that Jesus is FOR me and didn't just lead Matt to AZ, He led me and the kids too.
So I find myself asking Jesus where He needs me; what He is going to give me passion to do b/c, honestly, I don't have passion for much right now.
When we arrived in AZ Matt was home for one week and then went on a 5-day youth trip. So here I am in a new town, with no friends, living in our new home which needs unpacked, still being the only parent in the home to calm the unending nit-picking between our kids.
When Matt got back home, my whole being shut down. Exhausted. I cry to myself often b/c I am tired. I am missing those I know, yet I just want to be alone.
I think about our move to Charlotte 10 years ago; the same struggles, at different levels. I remember that my mother was going through chemo/radiation for breast cancer at the same time we moved. I felt so much guilt for leaving her, yet my trust in Jesus to care for her was bigger than the guilt.
This time around, I have a sweet friend who lost her two boys in a terrible tragedy the weekend before we left. And while I KNOW that my hug would not heal her, I have had the hardest time with that. I wasn't there. But it's not guilt this time, it's just sadness. Like I am missing out on helping to take care of them. All I have to do is think of her and the tears fall. I'm going to believe that those tears are the spirit of Jesus washing over her and her husband.
Why do I so often feel like God's strength is based on what I can see? Why do I diminish God's power like that?
For over two years, Jesus has been placing a certain celebrity on my heart, every-single-day. I doubt that I will ever meet this person (although I already call her my friend), but that lack of distance doesn't stop the heaviness of the spirit leading me to pray for her.
What if my passion is to be a prayer warrior for those I will never be physically near?
What if my part in bringing the Kingdom of God to earth, is behind the scenes?
Would my heart ever be content with that? Now THAT would be a work of the Spirit!
That verse, my friends, was just given to me by reminder of the Spirit at work in me. The reward? His never-ending presence within me that grows my faith to know that that which is not seen by me is still His domain.
The question came from Maggie, two weeks into making our move to AZ.
I feel like my heart is in the same place. Jesus' joy and strength got me here; led me to obey the calling of another move. Yet, on the other side of that obedience I feel lost. My soul is quiet and sad at times. I feel as if I am wading through the loneliness, trusting that Jesus is FOR me and didn't just lead Matt to AZ, He led me and the kids too.
So I find myself asking Jesus where He needs me; what He is going to give me passion to do b/c, honestly, I don't have passion for much right now.
When we arrived in AZ Matt was home for one week and then went on a 5-day youth trip. So here I am in a new town, with no friends, living in our new home which needs unpacked, still being the only parent in the home to calm the unending nit-picking between our kids.
When Matt got back home, my whole being shut down. Exhausted. I cry to myself often b/c I am tired. I am missing those I know, yet I just want to be alone.
I think about our move to Charlotte 10 years ago; the same struggles, at different levels. I remember that my mother was going through chemo/radiation for breast cancer at the same time we moved. I felt so much guilt for leaving her, yet my trust in Jesus to care for her was bigger than the guilt.
This time around, I have a sweet friend who lost her two boys in a terrible tragedy the weekend before we left. And while I KNOW that my hug would not heal her, I have had the hardest time with that. I wasn't there. But it's not guilt this time, it's just sadness. Like I am missing out on helping to take care of them. All I have to do is think of her and the tears fall. I'm going to believe that those tears are the spirit of Jesus washing over her and her husband.
Why do I so often feel like God's strength is based on what I can see? Why do I diminish God's power like that?
For over two years, Jesus has been placing a certain celebrity on my heart, every-single-day. I doubt that I will ever meet this person (although I already call her my friend), but that lack of distance doesn't stop the heaviness of the spirit leading me to pray for her.
What if my passion is to be a prayer warrior for those I will never be physically near?
What if my part in bringing the Kingdom of God to earth, is behind the scenes?
Would my heart ever be content with that? Now THAT would be a work of the Spirit!
[Matthew 6:6] But when you pray, go into your room and shut the door and pray to your Father who is in secret. And your Father who sees in secret will reward you.
Sunday, May 3, 2015
Investing in the Move
This has been the last weekend in the home we built six years ago. When we built it we had no idea we would ever move from it. We figured it would be the home which would see the graduation of all of our kids; the home we would welcome another son into (through adoption).
But Jesus does what Jesus does...
We are in the last stretch of our move. Matt is in AZ for four weeks, coming back only to move us out there with him. We are a week in and I am tired. I have so many details running through my brain.
The moving truck comes on Friday and I think once that has pulled away I will feel like I can breathe a little more. Then we get to move in with my bestie and her family for 2.5 weeks. I am thanking Jesus for that blessing b/c I think it will help pass the time.
The word passion has been rolling around my head and heart these last couple of days. I was challenged when I read "Wisely invest in the only two things that will not die: God and people's souls."
So I have been asking Jesus to search me out... Do I invest in the right things? What am I passionate about? Because, honestly, I don't feel passionate about anything accept maybe myself and what is going on in my day to day. So, I guess that would include my family and friends. And my work family; and my LifeGroup ladies; and my faith family. OK, maybe I do love people. But do I pour myself out enough for them?
Moving makes me wonder if I will leave well. Have I loved enough? Have I brought even one person closer to the presence of Jesus? And then I wonder why I need to know that? Do I seek approval? Do I want recognition? I do tend to struggle with people's opinions having too high a pedestal, but this time around I don't think that is it.
As a Christian I am to be salt and light. And if I leave this place, having lived here for 10 years, and come to find that I was neither of those, what good did that do anyone?
What good is it to know Jesus' living power within me if I don't ever challenge others to tap into that?
What good is it to know shear JOY in the midst of hard times, if I don't tell about it?
For years I have had Colossians 3:15 & 16 on my mirror. "LET the peace of Christ rule in your hearts...LET the message of Christ, in all its richness, fill your lives...."
I feel like Jesus always shouts to me the LET part; like he is screaming His permission not to hide the blessings, not to hide His presence in my life.
I grew up with two parents in the home;
I've never done drugs.
I've never been drunk.
I saved myself for marriage.
I was seen as the "good" girl. Friends in high school would try to pay me to cuss.
I don't have family "disfunction."
Somewhere along the line I started believing this lie that because I didn't grow up with disfunction my voice needed to be silenced or because I chose not to make certain choices, my voice is not valid. Like Jesus can only work through people who come out of obvious junk! Just because my sins are not obvious, doesn't mean I don't need Jesus redemption every day of my life. Proverbs 16:2 says, "All the ways of a man are pure in his own eyes, but the Lord weighs the spirit (motives)."
May Jesus do what Jesus does...for all of us.
But Jesus does what Jesus does...
We are in the last stretch of our move. Matt is in AZ for four weeks, coming back only to move us out there with him. We are a week in and I am tired. I have so many details running through my brain.
The moving truck comes on Friday and I think once that has pulled away I will feel like I can breathe a little more. Then we get to move in with my bestie and her family for 2.5 weeks. I am thanking Jesus for that blessing b/c I think it will help pass the time.
The word passion has been rolling around my head and heart these last couple of days. I was challenged when I read "Wisely invest in the only two things that will not die: God and people's souls."
So I have been asking Jesus to search me out... Do I invest in the right things? What am I passionate about? Because, honestly, I don't feel passionate about anything accept maybe myself and what is going on in my day to day. So, I guess that would include my family and friends. And my work family; and my LifeGroup ladies; and my faith family. OK, maybe I do love people. But do I pour myself out enough for them?
Moving makes me wonder if I will leave well. Have I loved enough? Have I brought even one person closer to the presence of Jesus? And then I wonder why I need to know that? Do I seek approval? Do I want recognition? I do tend to struggle with people's opinions having too high a pedestal, but this time around I don't think that is it.
As a Christian I am to be salt and light. And if I leave this place, having lived here for 10 years, and come to find that I was neither of those, what good did that do anyone?
What good is it to know Jesus' living power within me if I don't ever challenge others to tap into that?
What good is it to know shear JOY in the midst of hard times, if I don't tell about it?
For years I have had Colossians 3:15 & 16 on my mirror. "LET the peace of Christ rule in your hearts...LET the message of Christ, in all its richness, fill your lives...."
I feel like Jesus always shouts to me the LET part; like he is screaming His permission not to hide the blessings, not to hide His presence in my life.
I grew up with two parents in the home;
I've never done drugs.
I've never been drunk.
I saved myself for marriage.
I was seen as the "good" girl. Friends in high school would try to pay me to cuss.
I don't have family "disfunction."
Somewhere along the line I started believing this lie that because I didn't grow up with disfunction my voice needed to be silenced or because I chose not to make certain choices, my voice is not valid. Like Jesus can only work through people who come out of obvious junk! Just because my sins are not obvious, doesn't mean I don't need Jesus redemption every day of my life. Proverbs 16:2 says, "All the ways of a man are pure in his own eyes, but the Lord weighs the spirit (motives)."
May Jesus do what Jesus does...for all of us.
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Different State, Same God
I just read my last post from July 2014. I forgot that I wrote about that struggle. And today, that is no longer my forefront struggle. People change so much, every year, but Jesus doesn't. That's why all my hope is placed in Him. What good would it be if He changed too?
My constant reminder from the Spirit of Jesus is to tell people that God is FOR us, not against us. So many see Him as a kill-joy, a genie that didn't grant their wish, or a judge who loves to point his finger in their face.
I don't know Jesus to be any of those things.
He gave us rules, yes, but those are to protect us from the enemy's schemes and the harm that can come from living opposed to Jesus.
He is NOT into doing things for our glory, our fame...it is all about Him. Many of our issues come from us being too into ourselves.
He convicts our souls, yes, but conviction is different than condemnation. There is none of that with those who are made right by Jesus. Jesus doesn't just forgive, he purifies.
This past February Matt and I traveled to AZ to interview with a church there. He accepted the position and is now working in AZ for Cornerstone Christian Fellowship. This journey started as the 2nd time I told Jesus no.
No, I will NEVER live in AZ. I kept telling Jesus "Why would I want to leave Charlotte? Your peace within me is here. I don't want to leave that." See, ten years ago, when we left all of our family, friends, doctors, babysitters in IN, Jesus' peace is what covered us. It's unlike anything else in my life. So, when AZ presented itself, I said NO!!!
Well, as you read in my previous paragraph, we are now moving there. Why? Because Jesus gave me eyes to see myself in a different place, same Jesus.
A wise man once said to me..."Jesus does what Jesus does; and we obey. And even if it's hard, it will be awesome." (Darren Sutton) So much truth in that.
I can still see myself in the worship service where Jesus touched me, or spoke over me, or did whatever He does, and my heart changed. I still loved Charlotte, but my mind became open to change. So much so that when we went to AZ, it already felt like home.
Matt started commuting to AZ mid March. The kids and I stayed behind to sell the house and finish out school. I have had sadness at times; missing Matt, wanting to be there with him, but overall I have been drenched in peace, even overwhelming joy for the timing. That's what I feel like I need to share...the goodness of our God in this phase of our life.
Our house went on the market on a Sunday night. By Tuesday of that week we had two full-price offers. We accepted the one and within a week Matt started looking for houses in AZ.
All the while our prayer has been that when we all move that we would go right into a home. And God's timing has been perfect b/c that is how the closings are set. We will close on one house in SC and the next day in AZ. Matt will be in AZ when our stuff arrives and will fly back to drive us out.
HERE's the best part. This past Friday our SC realtor came over to tell me that the buyer for our home lost his job and could no longer afford to buy it. Y'all, Jesus spirit is amazing b/c my first thought was not fear; it was sadness for that family. They were so excited to get in this house.
Within 2.5 hours, another couple came through our house and by 10am the next morning we had another full price offer, closing on the same day!!! A-M-A-Z-I-N-G! There are so many, so many, details that were riding on that closing date.
Jesus' work in our lives is amazing as we trust in Him. He is FOR us. Sometimes we just need Him to open our eyes to truly see.
My constant reminder from the Spirit of Jesus is to tell people that God is FOR us, not against us. So many see Him as a kill-joy, a genie that didn't grant their wish, or a judge who loves to point his finger in their face.
I don't know Jesus to be any of those things.
He gave us rules, yes, but those are to protect us from the enemy's schemes and the harm that can come from living opposed to Jesus.
He is NOT into doing things for our glory, our fame...it is all about Him. Many of our issues come from us being too into ourselves.
He convicts our souls, yes, but conviction is different than condemnation. There is none of that with those who are made right by Jesus. Jesus doesn't just forgive, he purifies.
This past February Matt and I traveled to AZ to interview with a church there. He accepted the position and is now working in AZ for Cornerstone Christian Fellowship. This journey started as the 2nd time I told Jesus no.
No, I will NEVER live in AZ. I kept telling Jesus "Why would I want to leave Charlotte? Your peace within me is here. I don't want to leave that." See, ten years ago, when we left all of our family, friends, doctors, babysitters in IN, Jesus' peace is what covered us. It's unlike anything else in my life. So, when AZ presented itself, I said NO!!!
Well, as you read in my previous paragraph, we are now moving there. Why? Because Jesus gave me eyes to see myself in a different place, same Jesus.
A wise man once said to me..."Jesus does what Jesus does; and we obey. And even if it's hard, it will be awesome." (Darren Sutton) So much truth in that.
I can still see myself in the worship service where Jesus touched me, or spoke over me, or did whatever He does, and my heart changed. I still loved Charlotte, but my mind became open to change. So much so that when we went to AZ, it already felt like home.
Matt started commuting to AZ mid March. The kids and I stayed behind to sell the house and finish out school. I have had sadness at times; missing Matt, wanting to be there with him, but overall I have been drenched in peace, even overwhelming joy for the timing. That's what I feel like I need to share...the goodness of our God in this phase of our life.
Our house went on the market on a Sunday night. By Tuesday of that week we had two full-price offers. We accepted the one and within a week Matt started looking for houses in AZ.
All the while our prayer has been that when we all move that we would go right into a home. And God's timing has been perfect b/c that is how the closings are set. We will close on one house in SC and the next day in AZ. Matt will be in AZ when our stuff arrives and will fly back to drive us out.
HERE's the best part. This past Friday our SC realtor came over to tell me that the buyer for our home lost his job and could no longer afford to buy it. Y'all, Jesus spirit is amazing b/c my first thought was not fear; it was sadness for that family. They were so excited to get in this house.
Within 2.5 hours, another couple came through our house and by 10am the next morning we had another full price offer, closing on the same day!!! A-M-A-Z-I-N-G! There are so many, so many, details that were riding on that closing date.
Jesus' work in our lives is amazing as we trust in Him. He is FOR us. Sometimes we just need Him to open our eyes to truly see.
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