Foreclosure

For two years, we have been renting a tiny house here in Jacksonville. Now life is on the fast track to another big change in our lives.

Our little house is about to be foreclosed upon. My landlord, sadly, is joining the ranks of too many others in this country, and is unable to keep this house. At some point, the bank will be taking over, and we are going to have to move.

When I was younger, a sudden, unexpected change would give me an adreneline rush...I could kick into high gear, and even enjoy the process of looking for a new place, packing up, arranging the move, etc.

I confess, as I type this the day before my birthday, that those past days of welcoming the challenge of a tossed curve ball from life are gone. I guess it's getting older...I just don't like surprises as much as I used to. Do I believe better days are ahead and that we will find an even better house? Of course I do.

You see, the foreclosure notice, though a shock, was an answer to a prayer (my landlord has yet to officially notify us of the situation). The day before we got the foreclosure notice, I had prayed and asked God for a sign that He was about to move on our behalf in terms of getting us out of this house, as there have been numerous challenges here for the last year. Bingo...twenty-four hours later, I was handed the foreclosure notice.

A friend of mine actually laughed when I told her the story, and said, "Well, you didn't ask Him to send you the answer gift wrapped with a bow. You simply asked for an answer, and He gave it to you. If you'd wanted your sign from Him delivered a little more gently, you should've specified that."

But, for today, in a moment of uncertainty, or faltering faith, I am feeling a little flat...and apprehensive...so it's off to prayer, and waiting on another answer from God. There's such a comfort in knowing I'll be heard and an answer will be provided.

Yes, and this time I'll ask Him for the answer/guidance gift wrapped with a bow!