Well, we're moving today! Unfortunately, not to "our" house. After being in a hotel for over 2 weeks, the housing office offered us one of their 2-bedroom apartments at a discounted rate until we're able to move in. So, that's what we're doing.
I can't tell you how extremely frustrating this is! This past week, especially, has been difficult. It's all just really getting to me. I got so frustrated, in fact, that I began searching for houses on Craigslist. I was happy to find so many options that we could afford! I was ready to just throw in the towel on this house that we keep waiting on, and just move in to another.
Sure, it wouldn't be as safe as living behind guarded gates. Sure, it might not have a garage. Sure, it wouldn't have ocean views. It had been a while since I had looked at the view from "our" house, so the memory of it had started dwindling, and I convinced myself that the views weren't that great to begin with.
Then, I visited the house again yesterday. Normally when I visit, I don't get out of the car. I just drive by. Yesterday, I got out and walked to the backyard. For the past few weeks, the view has been obstructed by cloudy days and just a general haziness. Not yesterday. The view took my breath away. It was crystal clear. I really believe God had me get out of the car to be encouraged to stick it out.
With everything else going on around me - things like Brent's birthday yesterday, and the guy that was born with no arms and legs - it seems petty to be so upset about this whole housing thing.
Mrs. J told me the other day that I'm going through a trial - and I am. But when it's put in perspective, it's not worth fretting over. I have to remember that God is in control, His timing is perfect, and we'll move in when He's ready for us to.