They have been wild, busy, full of excitement, anticipation, disappointment and stress. They have had us pulling out our hair, doing more home projects than we'd imagined and questioning our sanity.
We felt lead to do something, having no idea how it would turn out, trying a door that was opened in front of us. At times we thought that door had been closed and the 'only' result would be was that we were spending more time in prayer seeking God's direction. As soon as we decided to change our focus and go a different avenue the door opened back up for us to walk through. As we are standing on the other side of the door we look around and start to twiddle our thumbs and say "Now what?"
With as harried as the last 2 months have been, the next 2 will probably be even hairier. Not only are we very soon adding 1 to our family but we are about to be homeless. Don't get me wrong, it's a good thing. We have peace about it, mingled with excitement along with a little bit of 'what are we suppose to do now.'
We put our house on the market and it sold at the last minute. 2 days before our house was scheduled to come off the market we got an offer but it was too low. Negotiations drug out for a week, we finally said we were tired of going in circles so the house was coming off the market the next day. Then, much to our surprise, the buyer came back and accepted our original counter offer.
So, here we are.
I've decided it's not a good idea to say, "Well, if we do this we're definitely not going to do this". Because that's what we've said about half a dozen times over the last few months and God had other plans, plans for us to be stretched. And believe me, with all the stretching in my belly, there's been a lot of stretching going on!
Are we crazy? Probably a little, but that's what keeps life exciting, at least that's what we tell ourselves, and as long as we're in the center of God's will, which is what we've prayed for all along, that's all that really matters.