Thursday, August 27, 2015

7 months in with allllll the thoughts

I haven't blogged in over a year; I used to love writing and it would make the thousands of ideas in my head streamline into one memorable event comprised of the good, the bad, and the ugly. Well in the last year man oh man have I had a lot of thoughts. Moving, marriage, pregnancy, moving again, being homeless and in limbo... that's a lot of thoughts.


I just finished listening to an awesome sermon on marriage preached by the first pastor that I heard the true gospel from. It took me back to 4 years ago when I was just starting to follow Christ. It reminded me of John Reed and how God had this fantastic plan for us... to go from friendship, to married couple. I'm still in awe. The mingling of souls and the reconciliation of our hearts to God has been more amazing than I could have ever fathomed. This marriage has been the biggest blessing I could have ever received and man, am I undeserving!


These first seven months of marriage sure have been full of ... well, a little bit of everything.
-The week we stepped off the cruise from our honeymoon we both became violently ill with a stomach virus. Talk about getting to know your new spouse on a whole new level realllllly fast! That'll do it. We grew.
-On Valentines day, less than a month into marriage, John Reed broke his collarbone in a snowboarding fall. I learned to drive standard on the fly (through many tears) and I learned how to serve him - from dressing him to learning how to deal with him being around and bored 24/7 while he healed... we grew.
- In March, family problems abounded ... we grew.
-April, whatever happened in April I've forgotten, maybe it was just time to have a short breath. Maybe it was time to enjoy each other and get a true calm before the storm.
-May was pretty chill too... oh wait, what?!?! You're pregnant?!?!?!?! Well ok then, cue terrified me, excited him, and most of all, the peace that came with it. I had a plan... we had a plan, and somehow that plan didn't come to fruition. God had something different in mind. It was something I was never expecting. And we grew.
-June held us packing and making an offer on a house to move back to Houston, all the while dreaming of nurseries, baby clothes, and how to update this awesomely retro house we'd found and fallen in love with.
-July contained the actual drive to Houston, and then the emotional time when the sellers pulled the contract out from under us. There was lots of bitterness, there were lots of tears, and there was a lot of confusion. Did God not want us to have a house? Did God not want us to be in Houston? What do we do? Why isn't it clear? I don't understand... In fact, I honestly still don't. But God had other plans. We found another house and went under contract with this house... a house we liked a lot more and would suit us better honestly. So we looked at it as God had something better for us... and three weeks later, the mortgage got rejected because she was running a business out of it. Talk about growing. Living in a 400 sq ft garage apartment with two cats, a dog, and two adults is no easy task. I think we have learned how to live without a ton of stuff and to be happy because we have something. My grandparents have blessed us well with a plethora of food and housing too.
-In August we found a new mortgage company. We are supposed to close the first week in September. We are praying. and we are growing.




I say all of this to make this point. Life has been crazy the first 7 months. We are homeless. we don't know where we will live for sure. It's been one thing after another for months... But I do know one thing. Last night I had bad dreams and this morning my husband crawled in bed next to me and prayed for me. He prayed deeply and meaningfully. Life might be tough but I am blessed to have a partner in it forever. From puking the day after our honeymoon, to eventually teaching our kiddos how to drive... this man is mine and God is awesome for saving each of us and for dumping uncountable blessings on us.







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