Drip … drip … drip …
That’s how I woke up at 3:45 AM one morning while we were still living in our little apartment after our move to Dallas (House Hunting – A Daunting Task).
Was I hearing right? I woke Gary up (he wasn’t too happy about that), and turned on the light. Yes indeed, there was water leaking from the apartment above us! Needless to say we never really got back to sleep after that.
We really needed to get settled somewhere soon.
However, all this house hunting stuff was really starting to get on our nerves.
Rockwall, Rowlett, Carrollton, Wylie, Fort Worth, Murphy, Aubrey, Little Elm, Grapevine, Sachse, Frisco, McKinney, Forney – our realtor was indeed taking us all over the place, just as we’d asked him to. But the more we looked around, the more confused we were becoming.
Would we ever find our home?
Gary and I were getting on each other’s nerves being cooped up in our little apartment, and he was having trouble keeping track of all his work stuff as he really had no place to set everything up.
To make matters even worse, evidently being in a first-floor apartment didn’t give Gary good reception at all on his cell phone, and the internet wasn’t working well either! His stress was definitely building, and I felt sorry for him.
Then he received his new business cards that the corporate office had ordered for him, and they had put the wrong phone number on them!
Psalm 28:7 (AMP) became a very meaningful verse during that time:
“The Lord is my Strength and my [impenetrable] Shield; my heart trusts in, relies on, and confidently leans on Him, and I am helped; therefore my heart greatly rejoices, and with my song will I praise Him.”
Had to keep my focus!
Gary had to go out of town for a few days, so one morning I drove him to DFW airport, and then decided to drive out to a city called McKinney to look at a house that both Gary and I had really liked. But all of a sudden I noticed I was heading towards Fort Worth – the opposite direction! There were just too many freeways.
Finally I got turned around, and finally managed to find the house in McKinney.
Was this going to be our new home, Lord?
The days passed, but nothing really seemed to be coming through. We made offers on a couple different homes (we were getting desperate), but they were all turned down.
Frustrations mounted – not only between Gary and I, but unfortunately we could tell our realtor was getting a little perturbed, as well. After all, he did have more clients than just us!
Then came Christmas Eve and our realtor called. Our offer had been accepted on a new home in Wylie – and it was even on a golf course! No, it wasn’t everything we wanted, yet at least we had some privacy in the back (when there were no golfers around, that is).
To make matters even better, Jeffrey was getting ready to fly in to visit for Christmas break. Yay!
After Jeffrey flew back home we were notified we could close on our new home mid-January. We were so happy to finally actually have a move-in date; yet at the same time I couldn’t help but remember that our house in Oregon still hadn’t sold.
I needed to keep trusting – “Lord, help my unbelief!” (Mark 9:24)
Finally we got moved into our new home. Another chapter was officially beginning in our lvies, and we were excited to see what God would do next.
Of course one of the most important things was to find a new church home!