Today I woke up and made a deliberate choice to be content and thankful. It was definitely a choice, not a feeling. The day has progressed, however, and the choice is beginning to shift my feelings from anxiety to resolute peace. Our God is good and He knows the future. There is no good reason to fret and fear.
Remember the little house? Well, the deal for that house is now on life support and has a high possibility of dying over the weekend. Thankfully, it's not our fault. The buyer's of our current home have had a last minute glitch (aka stupid battle with their finance co.). This puts the deal for current home on hold, which puts the deal on the little house in jeopardy. It's out of our control.
I have fallen in love with that little house. I was looking forward to living near neighbors that had been there for 37 years. I had visions of walking with Elli to the park or library on crisp fall mornings. The decor was all ready to go in my head. *sigh* Now that may all be lost.
This is the point where I choose to trust. If I have learned nothing in the past 10 years I have learned that God is sovereign and has a special reason for everything. He knows the details of the future. We do not. He has perfect timing. We do not. We wants the very best for us. We rarely know what the very best is.
So, we wait. I'm praying for a miracle, of course, but either way I know we will end up in the perfect house in the community God has called us to reach. I choose to believe that. I choose to be content and thankful. Our God is good and He knows the future.