So, if you happened to see that I was oh-so-excited-about-one-particular-white-bungalow, you might want to catch yourself up before reading this post…
Caught up, friends?
Okey dokey. I am back on the house hunt. Thank the Lord for my tirelessly working realtor, Bryn. Seriously if any of you ever decide Logan County, Ohio is your mecca, look her up. When we looked at our last house, Cohen blew her kisses and said, “love UUU!” like she’s been grafted into the fam.
It occurred to me this afternoon that I really don’t know what I want.
Shocking— I know.
I feel like I am at a fork in the road, well… that is if the fork has about 100 possible paths that all lead to pleasant, albeit very diversified places. I am glad that its all pleasant, but to be honest it would be easier if a few of the options were easily crossed off.
Do I want a small house that’s easy to heat? or a larger home so I can get licensed for foster care?
Do I want to have neighbors and live in a real bonafide neighborhood (cue the Mister Rogers memories)? or do I want a place a bit outside of town for privacy’s sake?
A small yard so I don’t ever get stressed about keeping it manicured? or do I want a large yard so I can have a garden, a swing set for Cohen, a composter, and a clothsline?
Do I even like ranch style homes? Does it even matter if I like it? or should I be more practical?
Should ignore my love of remodeling? or should I dive into Project Land head first?
Should I stick with my original budget? or expand to get more of what I want?
And those are the simple questions… because the truth is the fork in the road doesn’t have all that much to do with yard sizes or kitchens or even a garden.
I know where I’ve Been and Now I am yearning to know where the Lord is Leading…
So Jesus…open letter to You…tell me what I want.
These posts are from two years ago-reading through them tonight has me convicted and thinking…. funny how often we need to be reminded of what God’s already revealed… hope they bless you.