Today I realized it’s been almost two weeks since I last posted here. What can I say? Life is busy sometimes.
I know that’s not a good excuse for giving in to resistance, but when I look back at these two weeks I feel accomplishment and an excitement looking forward. Because in the past two weeks a lot has happened in this twentysomething’s life. And, I feel like it’s time to share with the world what’s going on.
A couple weeks ago, I wrote a post on intentional spirituality. Of coming to a point of realization. That wisdom, virtue, and prosperity are wholly dependent not on anything I do beyond my devotion to Christ.
Well, as if He hasn’t already done enough, the past two weeks have raised the bar. Again.
Last Monday, I made an offer on a house.
On Tuesday, the offer was accepted.
Now, we’re just waiting on the seller’s bank to approve our short sale.
All this means, I could potentially be a homeowner. Before July 1. For those of you who own homes and have gone through the “first time homebuyer” experience, you know the feeling: anxiety, excitement, fear, anticipation, shock, the “I can’t believe this is really happening… Yes, this is happening” sensation.
In a sense: it is amazing.
And, once again, all of the credit goes to Him.
How Exactly this Happened
Last Saturday, I did a random search for properties for sale, just to see what the older bungalows in my parents’ neighborhood were going for. Lo, and behold, a house I have driven by since I was 14 was listed for sale. I was in shock! A house I had imagined having was on the market. I called the realtor about getting in to take a look. She was unavailable, but referred me to one of her colleagues who was assisting with the sale. This is where the “God” part becomes that much more evident.
A week ago after church, my parents and I go over to take a look and see the house. We get there (did I mention I was a little nervous), and the realtor comes out and apologizes to us for being dressed in her “Sunday casual.” You see, her son and daughter-in-law own the house, and the three of them were doing some chores around it that afternoon. So, I got to meet the current owners, hear their story and what the house meant for them, and share a little bit of my story.
In a nutshell, the current owner bought the house when he was single and starting his career. Now, he is married, and he and his wife have moved to a new home and are selling the property. Even better–his mom (one of the realtors) lives down the street! She’s a neighbor! And, how exciting was it for me to share with them how my story parallels his–young, new to my career, and looking to live in the neighborhood I’ve grown up in and grown to love.
It seemed like a match made in Heaven (literally). On Monday I met with a mortgage banker at lunch, and that night I signed the contract. Now, we’re in limbo waiting for the seller’s bank to approve the short sale. Once that happens, we go into escrow, and I’m 45 days away from owning my first home.
A lot can happen between now and then, and I would greatly appreciate your prayers.
For what? Wisdom, continued devotion, and God to provide and work with the bank to get the sale approved.
I’m learning my life is seriously a story of God’s provision, over and exceedingly beyond anything I could ever think to ask for (Eph 3:20). Honestly, my life is a story of letting go and getting more.
When I stopped worrying about a job and career, God blessed me with one beyond anything I thought possible.
When I stopped trying to make DC happen, He didn’t just provide an opportunity, but gave me one that cost nothing.
Now, when I just let go of the housing situation, He brought something to me that was far better than anything I dreamt of at this point in my life. (By the way- 11 people saw the house in the 2 days it was listed, but they accepted my offer.)
Who knows that other great things He has in store for me as I let go and allow Him to direct me.
His plans are always better than our dreams, and I’m learning to let the former become the latter.
When have you seen God’s provision rock your world? Is there an area of your life where you struggle releasing control? How might letting go change your perspective, and your life?