Rescued from the Realm of Ordinary {part 3}

If you have been following along, you can tell that this is going to be a series:).  So much to share here, and I figured you reading it in one long post just wasn’t going to happen!

So, we left off with me saying YES to God.  Little did I know what all the entailed and what awaited me in the not so distant future.  When you say yes to God…I mean like a real deal, with your whole heart yes…you better hang on.  He.  Does.  Not.  Play.  I left my three day encounter driving home blurry eyed from crying, weak and feeling like a wrung out rag, and yet electric and alive.  I knew everything had changed but I had no idea what that meant.

When I got home, three hours later, I pulled into the driveway of our dream home and all that had looked extraordinary and above par on Monday now looked lackluster and mediocre on Wednesday.  How did that happen!?!?!?  How do I even walk in and what do I say?  I really don’t remember the words I used or what I said to Keith…but the miracle was that he knew it, too.  Everything was about to change.  We were about to enter a wild ride and there was no looking back.

So much happened so fast from this point I don’t even know what to share and what to not. I would, perhaps, bore you with the details, and maybe, when God is speaking to YOU in crazy ways it’s just not possible to capture it in words.  Let’s just say that thing after thing lined up, confirmed and solidified that our time was up in our world of comfort and we were to step out in obedience into the unknown.

We called the real estate agent to come and look at the house.  We had just had it appraised and the number had come in at $975,000.  Wow.  That was a lot.  Don’t be too impressed…we love to buy ugly houses that need a lot of work and remodel, redo and renovate them with our own blood, sweat and tears.  This house, however, we had done as if it were our last…because we thought it was.  I loved EVERYTHING about it.  I miss it quite often.  The agent came and told us that houses in that range were not moving quickly (duh…it was 2008!) and that it would probably be on the market at least 18 months.  18 months!?!?!?!?!  NO!  Clearly she was not aware that God said Go and Go now.  18 months was not going to work, but having two mortgages was not going to work, either.  She left the house…I went to take a shower and pray.  When I got out I came to the kitchen.  Keith was sitting there.  “We are listing the house”, I said, “and God said to list it for $888,000.”  Yes…that was the exact number I heard when I prayed.  And so, we did it.  The agent was quite amused at the number…said she had never listed a house at that amount before…sign went in the yard…and…we waited.

TWO WEEKS LATER PEOPLE…on 8/8/8 … yes, you read that right.  It was a friday, August 8th of 2008…in the beginning of a downturning market…oh, only about 17 1/2 months sooner than predicted…our house went under contract.  ON THAT DAY!  God is sooo amazing.  It was such a huge sign and a huge kiss and a huge reminder that yes, you heard my voice, I said go, you are listening, and I’ve got this.  8 is also the number of new beginnings and that, my friends, was what we were about to embark on.

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