I've been doing some thinking today...trying to figure things out. Our house is still on the market, we listed it in May so that makes it 5 months. In all honesty I was sure it would sell quickly. We had a showing our first day on the market and had pretty steady showings since. Except for recently, obviously the economy stinks. People I'm sure are scared and can't get loans. We lowered our price a little of a month ago and I expected throngs of showings to come...it hasn't happened. We've had lots of really good feedback but no offers. I know that God is in control and it will sell at the perfect time to the perfect buyers. I'm just struggling with the purpose of it not selling.
Katie(my sister-in-law, owner of the bakery) is our real estate agent and is actually wanting/needing to put her licence on in active, it's an expense they don't need. Times are tough and we are the only ones she is working for right now, not only because she is trying to get the bakery off the ground but also because I mean let's be honest the housing market stinks. We need the house to sell so she can put her licence on inactive and take away that huge bill from their shoulders. Why isn't it selling?!
Stephen and I took a HUGE leap of faith when he left his job at the beginning of the year to work for the bakery. We felt like our time as a family was far more important then all the money in the world. That still holds true but some days... It's hard when there are things you're used to and things you want to do to help people. We've found ways to penny pinch in ways I never dreamed and God has been so faithful to us. We have wanted for nothing, the has provided for us, above what we deserve or expected. So how can I ask him for more, how can I ask him to sell our house. We put our house on the market wanting to move to a better, newer house. A house I've dreamed of, a house with hardwoods and a pond in the backyard looking out over a farm. I loved the little cottage in the country but I didn't have peace about it.
One morning I got home from work and Stephen had been thinking(this never turns out good)he said we shouldn't buy the cottage(darn it) but a fixer upper(ie. a S*%$$#R). I knew he was right and told him we would look. We found a house online that he said looked great(you know for a fixer upper). We went to see this "perfect" house a couple weeks ago and it smelled so nasty I thought I was going to be sick, it is definitely a fixer upper. The kitchen needs gutted and obviously ALL the carpet needs ripped out. The price is awesome and the house is bigger then ours now. You can even see a sliver of a pond from the backyard. If you know my husband you know he can fix anything. The only thing that we can see that he won't be able to do himself is the carpet. I know we can fix up this house(I say we but I mean he) at a reasonable amount of money. Our payments will be lower then they are now so that will take a lot off of our shoulders. So why isn't our house selling?!
After the realization about the house I thought, ok, now our house will sell.
I hear in a still small voice, "patience Charissa, I've got it all taken care of" I know He does I have no doubt, I just have a problem with my plans and I'm trying to learn it's NEVER about me, it's not about my plans and what I want or what I think is right. It's about His plans and His desire to do something that is perfect. You think I would have learned it's not about my plans, obviously look at Isaac, he came at the perfect time and so was not planned by Stephen or I. Isaac was planned by God and is perfect and more then I ever dreamed of. Just like the selling of our house will be perfect and the house(however it looks in the beginning) we buy will be perfect for us! He also will provide for us and Josh and Katie. Why am I spending my time worrying about something I can't control, He's got it!
Sorry the picture of the three of us is so small. My friend Lorie, actually took all the pictures of Isaac on the beach and the one of the three of us so I must have saved it wrong.
