Well, my friends, I’ve been pretty quiet lately because I have some big news. In December, I closed on my very first home. From the very beginning, God’s grace and goodness have been evident and I knew I wanted to share the full story with you all.
Since I was little my deepest desire has been to build a home of my own. I love having friends and family over for a delicious meal, crafternoon, over night stay or a simple cup of tea or glass of wine. I know some people break out into a sweat with the thought of people coming over unannounced, but over the years I’ve learned to not stress about having a perfectly clean or decorated home. Instead, I light a candle, ignore the dust bunnies and just enjoy spending time with those I love.
A little over a year ago I began to prayerfully make steps towards owning my own home. As a single woman who works in ministry, I knew this was a big dream and goal. But if I’ve learned anything it’s that God specializes in the seemingly impossible.
Fast forward to a sunny November afternoon when I hosted my dear friend and mentor over to my cozy cottage to catch up. She asked about the house hunt and I was decisive and quick with my reply: “I’m choosing to be content. If I need to stay here until next Spring, I know it will be worth the wait.” That day my friend gave me some advice and encouragement. She reminded me to continue to stay in step with the Holy Spirit, to not rush ahead of him or be dragged behind, but to stay with his leading.
That very afternoon a listing came through my inbox. The home was in my price range, had charm and character I was looking and was in walking distance to downtown. It seemed too good to be true, but I scheduled a tour with a realtor and left it in God’s hand. I knew from prior experience that there was a good chance the house already had an accepted offer. My friend’s wise words to stay in step with the Spirit echoed as I took one step forward.
The next morning my parents joined me on the first showing of a darling bungalow home. Within the first few minutes, I felt a tiny nudge that I was home. The beautiful porch, hardwood floors, darling details and solid structure caught my eye but what I fell in love with was the possibility of making the home my own.
As we walked around I could see my friends and family gathered around the kitchen table laughing and chatting, I could see Josie-girl cozied up on a couch, I could see and office that brought focus and inspiration to my work and I could see countless bonfires, morning coffees and BBQs on the back deck. I could see HOME.
I’ll spare you the details but God’s grace allowed me to close on that darling home on December 16th, less than 5 weeks after my first showing. It was a whirlwind but I sensed His provision and peace during every step.
Within a few days of moving in, I found out that God has blessed me with several neighbors who I already knew. My prayers for the last year for the right home, in the right community were not only heard, but answered abundantly. The verse from Psalm 68 came to mind immediately “God sets the lonely in families…” One of the hardest things about moving was leaving my friends and their sweet family. Renting their cozy cottage has been one of the biggest blessings. It’s been a joy to do life alongside their family and watch their boys grow. Although I wasn’t moving that far away (less than ½ mile), I knew that I would miss seeing them on a daily basis. But God, in his goodness and grace provided for my need without even my knowledge, that is how good He is!
Friends, there is so much more I want to share, but for now, I’ll leave you with the reminder that He has good plans in store for you. Whatever you are waiting or longing for, stay in step with the spirit and trust that His grace will provide abundantly more than you could ever ask or imagine.