Sell This House

So, I moved to Texas in October. We thought Mike would be moving as well. Things looked really good with his company transferring him here, but then, well . . . that didn't happen. So, here it is, March, and I have been living in someone else's house for almost 6 months. Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for the place to live, but I feel the need to get on with my life. It feels like I am in limbo.

I'm sitting here in Texas watching a show called "Sell This House." It makes me think about my own house that needs to sell. Someone is looking at it today. I guess that's good. I really just want to beg God to sell my house, but I have learned that I need to want God's will more than I want my house to sell. I begged Him to let my house sell one time, and He did let it sell, but the results were disasterous. I hope I have learned to wait on Him. It's easy to wait for a little while. It's easy to trust for a little while.

But if I am honest, I am at a place where I find it hard to wait, hard to trust. I want God's will AND I want my life. I want my house to sell. I want my husband to get a job in Texas. I want to sleep in my own bed, in my own house, on my own sheets. I want to cook in my own pans and eat on my own dishes. I want to look out my own back door at my own yard. I want to step on my own scale and freak out in the privacy of my own bathroom. I want, I want, I want, and all that wanting makes me mad at myself. I need to rely on God. I need to wait on God. I need to be content. So why is this SO HARD!!??

I think it is difficult because it really does feel like my life is on hold.

All that to say, I know God has a plan. I just wish I knew what it was. Oh, and if you're reading this and we work together, don't freak out. I know this is where God has me. I'm not moving.