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We just spent another three days in a
motel near the town where my husband now works. As we were leaving
town, we got a call that we didn't get the house that we were hoping
for. It was hard for me to not get emotional. We had been looking for
almost a month and I was getting discouraged. I had assured myself that
if we didn't get that house, that God had something better for us, but
at that moment it was hard to take hold of that truth. While we were over there, we decided to take a look at one of the houses that had been listed in the newspaper for almost a month. I had called about it before, but because of a flat tire we had cancelled and then decided to look elsewhere. Rick and I and the kids drove out to the house. It was another farmhouse, and not as cute on the outside, but we were pleasantly surprised by the inside. It's much larger than the house we have right now; has a large kitchen; the rent is the same as what we are paying now; I still won't have to worry about kids riding their bikes, because we are way out in the country with only one close neighbor; all of the bedrooms are upstairs (my kids like that - they didn't like having us downstairs and their bedrooms upstairs); the rooms are large; and there are two toilets! Six people and one toilet is not pretty. We told the owner that we were very interested, paid her and were able to get the keys the next day. The only references she wanted were our current landlords and Rick's manager. It was so unlike the last place we had looked at, and very much like the place that we are currently renting. God is good! |
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