*** I don’t know why the spacing for this post is so wonky…it’s not for dramatic effect:) I need to go do laundry so I can’t fix it…sorry it’s so weird looking!!!***
So this month is just nutty, and it will continue to be nutty until it’s over. All the sweet people working with me to promote my book have graciously limited my appearances and time away. I am such a homebody that it’s a miracle I’m doing anything 🙂 I will let you all know about that kind of stuff if you’re interested, but mostly I wanted to ask for prayer. The baby is my first priority for all of us, so we are squeezing in a couple things before the month is out and then will pick up after Charlotte is here. Which, would have been pretty easy and reasonable had that been all that had come up…
There’s a new degree of head-spinning at our house as we pray over a very unexpected turn and if you have a minute in your prayer life, could you add us to the list?
Here’s the deal (I will make it concise for you all so you don’t get too bored:))
1. We live in a beautiful, large, very-nice house (BLVN:)) (in my opinion).
2. I go to India. I see a lot of things I have never seen and have several conversations with Shaun
Groves and his wife Becky about their lifestyle and am genuinely blown away at the choices they
have made. They don’t see sharing a car or living in a small house (with lots of kids!) as a
compromise. There is absolutely no sense of righteousness or judgment for anyone else. They are just
flat out filled with joy and its infectious. Todd and I pray about it, and we decide that maybe we
don’t need to be living in the BLVN house. We put it on the market.
3. We have 2-3 showings in the next 10-ish months. I switch real estate agencies and it goes off the
4. We pray about whether or not to put it back on the market with the summer we have ahead of us,
and don’t feel like we have a clear answer from God yet.
5. (God decides to show off as only He can)
6. With our house NOT on the market, we get a phone call from someone in a nearby neighborhood
(who does not have a real estate agent) and they let us know they would like to come see it. They
proceed to make a very solid offer. The offer is contingent on their house selling. We literally sit in a
family room with them, laughing our heads off together and write up the contract so that we’re all
satisfied with it. It was like an old-fashioned handshake deal. Seriously, the best real estate transaction
ever. Doesn’t hurt that they are a total blast and our kids have become obsessed with playing together.
7. Todd and I begin looking in a quaint little neighborhood we have always loved. See a couple houses,
nothing seems like home. A new one comes on the market and we go to see it THAT day. Fall in
love. As we are praying for wisdom, I call my dad to come look at it (he lives just a few minutes from
the house) and with the sun bright and shining, there is suddenly a completely unexpected downpour.
Kids hide from the rain and we laugh because the rain thing keeps following us. By the time dad gets
there (10 minutes later), the rain has stopped. He walks up to the front door and makes me follow him
with my eyes closed. We are standing in the driveway and he says, “Well, if you believe in signs…” I
open my eyes and see that a complete rainbow has formed over the house. Yes, exactly over the
8. Todd and I have a Lifetime moment in the driveway. I don’t spin or have a monologue though.
9. We have a contractor come out to the house to see about some renovations. It’s a little more than we
expected. Meanwhile, the people who own the house (a youth minister and his lovely family, who
have painted scripture on the walls) and the very nice agent (who went to school with Todd and who’s
hubby is a drummer for Christian artists) are all praying with us to see if this is God’s will.
10. We have had a number in our head for months for what we wanted the purchase price to be. This
one was pretty far off, and given the fact that 60 people came to the open house, it didn’t look like it
was going to get where we wanted it to. We keep praying.
11. The family who owns the house also owns another one. They are moving to a third house. The other
one (in another state) that was about to close completely falls through (yesterday). The agent, having
no idea what the number we have prayed about is, calls to tell me that if we will agree to such and
such, we can have the house. We quickly realize that once my real estate commissions are accounted
for, we will be (literally, exactly) at the number we prayed about.
12. It all sounds great, right?!?!?! There’s an itsy-bitsy, not so itsy-bitsy catch. We have to close by the
end of THIS month in order to get that price. Remember me telling you about the month??? And in
addition, the people buying ours still have to sell theirs and there’s always a chance it could fall
through, which would leave us in a very tough situation. No pressure, though. We have 48 hours to
decide all of this. Oh, and we’ll be on the big bus for that 48 hours.
That’s a lot of information and I’m going to go out on a limb and say that most of you aren’t really all that interested (it’s okay, I wouldn’t be either!) but for the few of you that do want to pray, we would really appreciate it. We went into this whole thing because we wanted to do what we felt we were being called to do, and we know He is in it. We just want to remain in His will and right now we aren’t sure what that is.
Also for the record, I grew up in a large, beautiful, everything you would want home, and I have friends who live in multi-million dollar homes. I am certainly not suggesting that what we are doing is better than that, because the fact of the matter (IMO) is that if your heart is right with the Lord and you are being obedient, the square footage and counter style are not the issue. I just want all of you to know this was a move of obedience, not anything else. If I felt we could have stayed here and been in His will, we would have done it. It’s just not the case in this particular situation. As a sidebar, you may remember me talking about wanting Guess jeans (and overalls) and my father explaining they were way too expensive. I had no idea how much money they made because we drove modest cars and while the house was nice, it wasn’t absurd. So one day I’m filling out my college applications and I tell my dad I have to check a box showing our family income. He checks one and my jaw drops. “WHY COULDN’T I GET THE JEANS IN SIXTH GRADE?!?!?!” He smiles. And we all know how that affected me. I nearly ended up co-habitating with a plastic clown. Awesome.
Phew. Sorry that took so long, but that’s where we are and we would love your prayer…
I don’t take the fact that I can come here and ask this of you lightly. I don’t take any of it lightly…I feel that I have been given much and I want to be faithful of following through on what I feel like is expected of me as a steward. Thank you for walking this crooked road with us and for allowing me to share my heart.
What’s on your mind? Any stresses we can all be praying about? Please leave them in the comments and know that this community will join you as well.