Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Living In A Box

It's no secret around here [or if you follow me on facebook], that we've been in the process of moving for...well, forever.

We've lived in this 1000 square feet for almost 6 years now, and although we've traveled here and there, we've always come back and called this home. Two years ago we attempted to move, but unfortunate circumstances prevented that, but thankfully His redemption stepped in and...well, here we are again.

Trying to move.

We started looking in January, found a house and have been riding this closing train for 2.5 months. Yesterday we got word that even though our loan had been approved and our closing day had come and gone several times.

We were denied.

So, I did what any God-fearing-Christian wife and mother would do---I ate everything within an arms reach. [Why does Weight Watcher Wednesday have to fall on this Wednesday?]

I've decided for the sake of keeping all my friends, I'm not going to update any more statuses with words like: mortgage/loan/house hunting. So, just be praying for us and for God's will for our family. We trust that we are walking with Him and He's directing our steps.

Protecting us, and providing for us.

Through all this I have learned... [and don't mean to even pretend that really I've learned even .001 % what it's really like] ...what it must be like to WAIT.

Waiting like some of my friends are right now. 

Waiting for...

an [overdue] adoption to happen

a father to be well

for a baby [that was lost]

a school to accept their child

a husband

a redeemed marriage

a job

a baby to be born

It's easy when...I trip over boxes, move boxes to get to my closet [that...oh empty], stare at boxes, yell at kids to get off boxes, have to open sulk into a box. A box, where I think my loan, my mortgage, my new house [hoped for], my problems---are not only the biggest ones, but the only ones.

Then the upside down box, covered in my whinny writings, and eye holes I've carved comes off and I look around at all my friends and family and see their problems. Life or death kind of stuff. I'm sobered, thankful, and reminded that I'm so blessed. I'm so well taken care of. And it's SO going to be...okay.

Boxes really aren't that bad to live around---
just don't live under one.


  1. I'm sorry about your disappointment. I hope things turn around for you soon.

  2. I'm so with you on this! We have been trying to sell our house for the last 8 months, as my husband works away Mon-Fri and we can't buy up there till we sell down here, but despite what everyone thinks it's not that bad!

    I'm learning a lot of patience, and waiting on God's will. It will happen in His time and not ours.

    And He already has a house picked out for you and your family too.

  3. Sorry :(. At least we know that God works all things out for our good. I was really looking forward to you being so near and I'm sure you were looking forward to all that space.

  4. So sorry to hear this - but thank you for the post. We are waiting for some things too and this was a great reminder.

  5. I'm so sorry to hear this :(

    I will be praying for you and your family.

  6. Way to be Polly Positive and not Debbie Downer or Rhonda Reality. LOL!

  7. Thanks y'all!

    @Sarah, lol, yep, trying to keep it real, but positive ...not sayin i won't cry though



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