Not in the plan, or mine atleast. Yesterday started out to be a lovely day, and ended being a lovely day, the middle just wasn't quite "lovely."
The Bible talks about many instances where God's timing is not the same as that of the men and woman who followed Him. God's plan for our lives is not necessarly what we "have in mind." So I sit here this morning slightly confused and a little bummed wondering "Ok God, where to now?" and there is no anger behind this what so ever only confusion.
As many of you know, Josh and I now live in Hendersonville and have been looking at a house over the past month that we were hoping to purchase. Yesterday, we had the inspection done and realized that, on top of paint, a washer and dryer, new counters and cabinets (all of which we had budgetted to replace), the house needs a roof, electrical fixes, plumbing fixes etc. All of the new "fixes" can total around another $5000 by the time we pay someone to do them or buy the stuff and do them ourselves. I don't know about some people, but when you are looking to buy your first home, not everyone has an extra $5000 lying around. (We don't)
So here's the deal. After today-No house. Not until we find another one. Which we will do. Am I angry? No. Am I confused? Yes. Bummed? Yes. Ever since we moved, I have driven back and forth for about 3 hours a day to finish up my degree in Cookeville. That time has given me a chance to talk with God, sing to God, and just reflect on things. After the inspection didn't go as planned, someone wrote on my status, "your plan or His?" I thought long and hard about that. It hit me upside the head and was like a lightbulb went off. Did I ever think to pray about the inspection? Nope. Not once. Shame on me, I know. So no, I'm not angry. I do however wish that God would send me a stinkin burning bush to show the way.
Josh and I are patient (YES I am being patient for those of you who REALLY know me.) God has a wonderful and perfect plan for our lives, it just may not be the "perfect" plan that we have for our own.
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