Crazy Part 2: Selling The House

Well I told you a little bit before, but we have been living in the land of crazy since month of prayer ended in January. When it was over, Charles and I officially decided to put our house on the market. But the hard thing is, we LOVE our house. It's just a little snug for 3 kiddos and us. We decided that sometimes you have to leap out in faith and give up something you love for God to bring something better along. So leap we did. We decided to put it on the market in March and if it didn't sell by August, then God was telling us to just stay put. Well we decided officially on a Sunday and on Monday I told a friend about our decision. Who then told her realtor, who then called us by Tuesday with a couple who would really want to see our house! YIKES! So Charles and I spent all week cleaning, giving to Good Will, and giving to Good Will again. So when Sunday rolled around, the couple came to look at our house. While the couple was looking at our house, I got another phone call that someone ELSE heard we were selling and wanted to look. So, since our house had never been cleaner, I said send 'em on over! And the second couple bought our house (pending closing next month)! I know with such a crazy story, God will have a crazy answer. We've looked and looked at houses with nothing really jumping out at us. I've panicked, I've paced, I've lost sleep. I've doubted God and I've trusted God, but at the bottom of my heart, I know God is just going to drop this amazing, perfect house out of the sky, that would be beyond what we could hope for or imagine. So that is where I will leave you friends. I'm pretty sure we have found this house that has been dropped from the sky, but give us a few more days to work out details and I'll let you know! But the one thing I've learned from all of this, is that IT'S ALL ABOUT THE PROCESS. Learning to trust in the Lord and lean not on our own understanding. His yolk is easy and his burden is light. One of my favorite parts of this "process" is that God has used everyone to speak to me. Even Maxwell looked at me out of the clear blue sky (one day when I was having a meltdown) and asked me if I was sick because I was carrying something heavy? Um yes??!!Once I started crying again and told him yes, his response was "Well put it down!". DUH. Thanks God. I think I got it?? (I have a feeling this words are going to come back around closer to bringing our little girl home!) Stay tuned...