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Saturday Update: 02/02/08

Blessings for today – We officially accepted the offer on our house!!! It is such a good, good feeling, I’m not sure that I can truly express how good it feels! A huge weight has been lifted, that’s for sure…and in what can only be described as the most perfect timing. As I drove home from work last night, knowing that we had an offer to negotiate with, I just couldn’t help myself from smiling. And then I felt tears come to my eyes…as they do now as I sit here writing this. In a way, I almost feel a bit guilty for my happiness…because I too clearly remember the many moments of fear and frustration I have felt throughout these past few months waiting to sell the house, and waiting for our new one to be complete. As much as I tried to stay positive and firm in my faith that things would work out, the realist in me worried about all the many what ifs. I tried, as we often do, to foresee the future…to plan for every possible outcome…instead of waiting and feeling confident that things would find their way into their right places in time. I know I am guilty of trying to bend the future in to MY plan…MY way…and for this wonderful, wonderful blessing we have received today, I feel a bit unworthy.
Of course things would work out! How could I ever doubt!!??? So many of you have been praying so steadfastly…you have held us up in your thoughts, encouraged us in our moments of frustration…and in the most perfect way, God has heard you…heard us…and has revealed His plan for us. I could not be more grateful, and once again, so humbled. I know that in the midst of hard times it is so hard, nearly impossible, to hold on to the knowledge that there is a purpose to things…that God will see you through…but I want to take this opportunity to just shout it out that God has truly provided for us time and time and time again…faithfully and most generously. It simply cannot be denied. Just when we had decided to push the move out until mid-March, not knowing when we might sell this house…along comes a girl, looking to buy her first house. She sees ours and falls in love with it…and a week later makes an offer to move in…in mid-March – the very weekend we planned to move to our new house. It’s amazing…and such very, very perfect timing for us. We won’t have to worry about moving out early, we won’t have to worry about double mortgage payments, we won’t have to worry about IF we sell the house, we won’t have to worry about maintaining two houses, we won’t have to spend these last few weeks before Matt leaves for China scurrying around every time someone wants to see the house…I can finally, FINALLY relax about things at the house and not feel like I have to vacuum every day! I can clean out the car!!!!! And most importantly, we can rest assured that God is always looking out for us…and He has given us this gift, the perfect buyer, in the perfect timing so that we can take these next steps into our future with a much lighter load. All I can say is God is so good – and we are not worthy. I am so very grateful.


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