God was calling us to move. (If you haven’t read my previous post, I recommend it. It’s an amazing testimony about hearing from God.) After hearing God call us to move, we had our house remodeled (at very little cost to us), and put our house on the market. We were house hunting and we found this 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝗸𝗲 and 𝘄𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 God had for us. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴? That was us at this moment. We liked the look of the house and it was on the lake, but we were ignoring the fact that 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗶𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗲𝘀. We wanted to move ahead and try to buy the house. However, after multiple attempts of trying to buy it, 𝙞𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩. We were even offering more than what the house was worth. But 𝗚𝗼𝗱 𝗸𝗲𝗽𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗼𝗿.
I prayed and prayed about where we should live. Our house had sold and we were running out of time before our closing date. God kept putting on my heart these words: “𝙄𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡”. I didn’t exactly know what he was trying to say. I mean I was thinking, “Of course it is well with my soul. I trust You. And I’m being obedient. We’re moving. Not sure exactly what You’re trying to tell me.” But 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗛𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝗽𝘁 𝗽𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗽𝗵𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁. To the point that every time I thought about us buying a house that was the phrase that came to mind. We were going around looking at houses, but none of them were right for us. We were trying not to get discouraged. We knew God had a house out there for us, we just had to find it. And hopefully, before we closed on our former home. The search went on and nothing was right. Then my great friend and amazing realtor Angela Merritt Whitmire brought us to a neighborhood that was 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲. Of course, we loved all the homes in this neighborhood. And we couldn’t afford any of them. We pulled into this long driveway with a house on top of a hill with a beautiful yard that had many acres. My husband was like, “Yeah, this house is gorgeous but we can’t afford it, I’m sure.” We went in through the garage and entered the kitchen.
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝. There, hanging over the sink, was a wooden sign that read, “𝗜𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹.” I actually laughed. 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗮 𝗦𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗵 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁. When God told Abraham that Sarah was going to have a baby she laughed. When God told me that this was going to be my house, I laughed. I thought, “There’s no way. I know that God has been putting that phrase on my heart, but 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗳𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲.” My realtor said, “Make an offer. Just make an offer. You never know.” So we made an offer on the house and we really didn’t think it would be accepted. The offer we made was in our price range, but definitely not an accurate price for the house. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗚𝗼𝗱. 𝗛𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲. 𝗛𝗲 𝗴𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘂𝘀. The offer was accepted and we have been here for three years. 𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗚𝗼𝗱 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘂𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱. 𝗛𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘂𝘀.
