Nicholas and i have little to report on the house front.
we thought we had found it. it was a big beautiful 1920's house in foreclosure. i had so much peace about it.
and then God firmly shut the door. like, completely shut, no arguing.
and i was sad. not upset, not questioning God's judgement. just sad.
there were a handful of quiet tears and then God quickly showed me a new door that He had started opening just a few hours earlier.
so many people are praying for us to find the right house. even our realtor.
and it's exciting to see the way He might be answering all those prayers.
nothings done yet. in fact, the ball has just started rolling on this one.
but i'm no longer dreaming of crown molding, glass door knobs & arched doorways.
instead i'm laughing about pink and grey polka dot linoleum, mustard colored appliances, push button light switches and green shag carpet.
and i'm so excited about the possibilities!
we'll see what God does with this door. but until He shuts it, i'm totally digging the mid-century vibe!!
"The Lord lives, and blessed be my rock;
And exalted be the God of my salvation,"