Two Days. That is how long it took to sell our house. Two Days. We put it for sale on Friday and by Sunday night, we had accepted an offer. That. Is. Nuts. It is a miracle. A true, blue, straight from the Almighty, answer to prayers, miracle. Dustin and I knew what we were supposed to do. Walk away from our first home. Be "homeless" on our off days. Crash with my parents, his mom, my aunt and uncle, whoever will take us(no need to avoid us in public, we will only come when invited. HA!) People thought/think we are stupid for doing it. We had the perfect little home. Plenty of room to raise kids in.(a normal number of kids. Not the 8 I have had running around this week.) An acre of land to frolic on however we please. Awesome neighbors. But, God wanted something more from us. The parable of the rich man was preached/talked about 7 times while we decided to sale. 7 times. "Just get rid of your "stuff"." That is all a house is. Just stuff. "If you sale you can give so much more to ministries that you believe in." Giving is fun. "You only see that house 6-9 days a month." Are we really putting this much money into something we barely see. That money could help a lot of people. And yes, it was selfish, too. We can take trips. We can have some spending money. We can pay off student loans. No question. We should sale. We contacted Chance Higdon(if you wanna sale your house, call the man. He is good at what he does.) He even helped us lay flooring so we could get it on the market sooner. He sold it by Sunday. That my blog friends is God saying, " I am ALWAYS faithful." The couple who bought the house had been praying too. That is God working for the good of those who love Him. We are a far from perfect couple. I would guess they would say the same. I know Chance would say he is far from perfect. God used all 5 of us completely imperfect people to pull off a really cool miracle. He used us to show his faithfulness to each other. He used us to be a blessing to each other. You don't think it was a miracle? You tell me the last time you know somebody who sold a house in 48 hours. Exactly. The process was kind of sad. I cried as I walked out of that house with Dustin last night. We began our lives together there. We went through ups and downs there. We laughed a lot there. He just looked at me and said "On to better things." Thank the good Lord. Yes, his dreams are FAR more bigger and more perfect than mine for myself ever were. I will take homeless for some of the month with the joy, the better marriage, and the children I have right now over a perfect little home on an acre ANY DAY!
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