Trusting God

STRESSED OUT. Today was the home inspection, which I understand is a perfectly good idea and a smart idea. However, as the person living in the house that was inspected, it SUCKS.

I so wish I did not have to wait at least overnight to find out how the house measured up. But, in my heart of hearts, I KNOW God has the right plan for us. But, I am not doing so good at the trusting because I want HIS plan to be MY plan at the moment.

There is a song by Jars of Clay called "Two Hands." Some of the lyrics are "I have a broken disposition. I am a liar who thirsts for the truth and while I ache for faith to hold me, I need to see the scars and feel the proof…" I am so there right now.

Thanks to all the friends who are praying me up, especially when I'm riding the struggle bus…

2.5 percent, say what?!

I am super excited to lock in a 2.5 percent interest rate on our new house! God is super good!

We were a bit bummed to learn that when the sewer pipes in our current home were replaced (prior to us moving in), the plumbing company failed to go the distance. We now have the joy of paying for 3 more feet of pipe replacement to reach the city's main line. I know it's all part of the process, and we are blessed to be able to afford it. But, being able to and wanting to are not quite the same thing.

Anyway, thanks for the prayer warriors who are always praying us up. I feel your prayers, and I am grateful.

The garage gets packed

The garage is PACKED. My feet are on fire, but the garage is packed.

Gene Cassell hates, loathes, despises and abhors painting at this time. He had to paint under the overhangs around the outside of the house today. I'm not sure I looked up there even once since we moved in 15 years ago. Ask him to paint something at your own risk.

And a HUGE thank you to Tracy Kloos Horacek, who came over and made us all dinner. It was very much appreciated.