I've started, and then stopped, so many posts over the past few months that I don't know where to start. So I guess I'll start with my latest exploit and just simply start over.
I AM MOVING!!!
I'm sooo looking forward to what the Lord has in store for me during this next stage of my life. Out with the old and in with the new! Seriously, where I live now was a good starting point for me after the Navy. I got to be separated away from the Navy town for a little bit and it was a place for shelter and warmth. The Lord provided it for me at a time when I was very uncertain about what the future held for me. After a long time in the Navy they like to brain wash you into thinking that you can't do anything without them, but I have a Saviour who says " for with God all things are possible." (Mark 10:27) Faith is believing what the Word of God says and then acting upon it, which is exactly what I've done, or at least tried to do over the past 5 years that I've been out of active duty. And so I venture to do the same thing now.
If you've read some of my past posts you've seen the issues I've had with windows, and stoves, and mold (oh my)! The last thing that happened was a few weeks ago as I was getting ready to wash my face the faucet on my sink busted off. You guessed it. Water everywhere! Not FUN! I made my trouble call on a weekend so I knew it wasn't going to get tended to until Monday, but that came and went, and then so did Tuesday and Wednesday (in fairness to the property manager he did say that the plumbers would be around one of those 3 days and that he would have them stop in and fix it then). However, once Thursday came that was it. I didn't mind using my kitchen sink for teeth brushing and what not, because I did have water, it was just a major inconvenience. So when I called the prop manager he had already thought it was done, so it got to it. But after that I started praying about how I could get a new place. I didn't have the $ to start over yet by myself, and as far as I knew no one else was in the market for a room mate (see if I'm going to be living with anyone else they have to share the same faith that I, which is not an easy prerequisite to fill). Meanwhile, the Lord had me make some really hard decisions, or at least they felt like that at the time, about the direction that I was going in my life. Things just seemed to start piling up, I was ridiculously tired all the time, and the joy that I was previously experiencing in my ministries was waning. Something was seriously out of whack with my spirit and it had to get fixed. Through a series of seemingly non related messages that were being preached at church, the Lord showed me what was wrong, which was not what I wanted to see. I was in denial, but I knew that as long as I stayed there "my fruit" would start to rot and that's never any good for a Christian's growth. So I handed it over, begrudgingly at first (I'm not that spiritual), but as I started to gain encouragement from my friends and my devotions,since they were finally starting to get through to me, the more settled I became in my, or rather His, decision for my life.
Which brings me to the past few weeks. Last month Sherri, Steve, Sandi, and myself were the last once standing at the VIP fellowship, when I heard Sandi mention that she had put in a chit for her housing allowance, which meant that she would be moving out of the barracks and out in town. Hmmm, wonder if she wants a roommate? So I volunteered to drive her to the base since he car was inop so we could talk. The conversation was casual at first. Just basically what do you think and lets pray about it. Well nothing more came of it until last week, when Sandi got her approved chit back and sent me an email asking me what's up with being roomies? Well my initial inclination was that since there was a 2 bedroom over in another part of my complex that was open that we could just roll over my security deposit to that place. Ummm, NO. We looked at it on Monday and it was to small. Seriously, my bed would have been my room and in any other home these days Sandi's room would be a walk in closet. Time to start from scratch then. Since Sandi had the day off she sent to work and I told her to go talk to Ginger, a friend of ours that does property management in town. So she did and not an hour later I get a very excited from Sandi telling me that she found 2 places for me to look at when I get off of work. So I looked them up online during a break, both seemed OK, she liked one and I liked the other. Turns out she was right. The place we're moving into has, drum roll please. . .
1) BRAND NEW CARPET (I can't remember the last time I had the joy of brand new carpet. Shoes will definitely be coming off in this place)
2) A washer and dryer (I've been living off the kindness of my friends for the past few years using theirs, but they all have their own families and so I feel largely like I'm imposing most of the time. Ahhh, no more of that)
3) 900ft2 of space and an immaculate bathroom to-boot. And the counter space is more than adequate, complete with an open counter space so at to look into the living/dining rooms.
I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait for a couple days for the photos because I wasn't thinking of that when I went to look at the place, because frankly I wasn't planning on being wooed by the carpet. The next day Sandi and I put in our applications and were both approved. She'll be moving in first, because I still have to give notice to my current property manager on moving out, but my stuff will slowly be matriculating over there. . .to my new home.
When the Lord answers prayer He really answers! And His blessings don't miss a beat either! All in His timing of course. But it seriously helps the process if we are willing to be obedient to His directions. I mean what Father enjoys rewarding a disobedient child? None that I know of. When I was disobedient a spank or grounding was swift to follow. No, dear readers; Trust and obey for there's not other way, to be happy in Jesus, than to trust and obey.
Wonder what other blessing lay around this years corners?! Only time, and a mailable heart, will tell.