A few weeks ago, Chris and I went to look at house we saw online. Both of us chitchatted excitedly about the house and everything that we were going to do and the millions of memories we were going to make there. But nervously every sentence ended with, “well, I mean, if we get the house.” Or Chris’ favorite response was, “let’s not get too excited.”
But I couldn’t help it. My mind always has wandered. The sun would set and rise and I was in a permanent daydream. I dreamed about peering through the herb garden in the window above the kitchen sink and picking tomatoes fresh off the vine from the garden in the corner of the backyard. I dreamed of dogs chasing sticky kids from room to room or the family taking picnics by the lake while the dogs splash in the cold muddy water. I imagined people sitting outside enjoying a fire on a nippy night or family & friends wandering in and out of the house with hamburgers hot off the grill and glasses filled to the brim with punch or soda.
The moment I saw the pictures on the Internet, I just
knew hoped that the house would be called my home. Chris and I talked about why no one in the world would want that house but us. “Well, it’s on a completely dirt road,” Chris would state matter-of-factly. “And the bedrooms are so tiny! No one would go for that!” I would add. And every day I prayed that something magical would happen and that God would pull all the right strings for Chris and I. Then we would be sitting on the living room floor eating homemade cinnamon rolls with two greedy dogs drooling all over and a tiny baby sleeping in my lap.
The fact of the matter is that those memories can be made anywhere and God knows the desires of our hearts. He has a plan bigger than our emotions and our tiny line of vision. I believe that as long as you trust God and seek after Him, that He will lead you to exactly where you need to be.
Well, fast foward to a week after we put in the offer. Nothing. Not even a call back. I was crushed. I really wanted that house. But like I said before, God knows best and He will guide you to the house for you. So we looked at a few more houses and decided to put an offer in on another house we saw. It had a large completely fenced yard, a large living area, a garage, and a window in the kitchen, which is our top four things we had to have in a house. They accepted the offer.
I’m so excited and yet so scared. I feel like I’m always holding my breath about the house. What if it’s not from God that we feel like this house is for us? What if I’m making everything up in my mind? My fear and doubt haunt me at every thought. I’m trying not to be afraid and I’m trying to have faith to trust that this is from God. But like I said before, it’s extremely difficult. Just because a seller accepts an other, it doesn’t mean you’ll end up with the house.
It’s weird becoming an adult. It’s thrilling and scary. I’m so thankful that I’m on this journey with Chris. Chris takes care of everything and is like my guide. He seems to know everything and if he’s confident, I’m confident.
If all goes well, Chris and I will be moving in a few months. Into a house. That we bought. It will be ours. Just, wow.