God Help Us
We made an offer on a house. The seller accepted. I'm really scared.
A week ago, we found a house we really like. We looked at many more houses, but our minds kept coming back to this one house. Geo and I prayed daily about this venture, and asked for specific things to happen if this was the house we were to have. And things happened. We're stepping out on faith.
When we were praying, I thought of the scene from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, where Indy takes the step into seeming nothingness and finds a stone bridge. Stepping out in faith. That's us. We're still waiting for our house in Ohio to sell. But "coincidentally" our realtor in Spfld. said that someone was going to look at the house today. God help us, because we can't do this on our own.
I also think of
izhilzha's and
whitemartyr's images of running with The Doctor. Just taking his hand and going, trusting him to take care of us.
I'm excited and exhausted and scared. I'll get home and this will all feel like an impulsive dream that isn't really happening. The stress is messing with my skin (I really need to see an endocrinologist, I think). But I want to enjoy the adventure. God help me.
We head back home tomorrow. We're planning to have an open house on Sunday. Thank you for your prayers.
ETA: Many thanks to
kalquessa for letting me snag the icon. (I credited it in my userpix, but it occurs to me that I should give her proper props here, too.) :-)
A week ago, we found a house we really like. We looked at many more houses, but our minds kept coming back to this one house. Geo and I prayed daily about this venture, and asked for specific things to happen if this was the house we were to have. And things happened. We're stepping out on faith.
When we were praying, I thought of the scene from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, where Indy takes the step into seeming nothingness and finds a stone bridge. Stepping out in faith. That's us. We're still waiting for our house in Ohio to sell. But "coincidentally" our realtor in Spfld. said that someone was going to look at the house today. God help us, because we can't do this on our own.
I also think of
I'm excited and exhausted and scared. I'll get home and this will all feel like an impulsive dream that isn't really happening. The stress is messing with my skin (I really need to see an endocrinologist, I think). But I want to enjoy the adventure. God help me.
We head back home tomorrow. We're planning to have an open house on Sunday. Thank you for your prayers.
ETA: Many thanks to