For a couple of months, Mr. Miller and I have felt a bit… restless. I can’t explain it in any other way, just that there was a building up to a breaking point of sorts. We started wondering if we were really doing what we were called to do here, and prayed for God’s help in showing us. Areas of our home life, work life, family life started shifting and we wondered what changes we needed to make that would be right FOR US. So on one particularly tough Sunday, we prayed diligently, pleading with God to guide us to our next step, open to whatever that might be.
The next morning, a dear friend of ours approached us about buying our house. Even though this was no where on our radar at the moment, we couldn’t help but feel how “coincidental” the timing was, and so we felt we at least had to hear the guy out, and explore our options. As we stepped forward in faith, even though I really didn’t want to sell my house, I started seeing how wonderful of an opportunity this would be for my family. The painful thoughts of leaving this dream home of mine faded with the peace and excitement of this opportunity. I have come to know that God is the only way to feel peaceful, and where there is peace, there too, is God. In the last decade of actively pursuing a relationship with God, I have let those same peaceful feelings guide me, and so I recognized that easily in this situation.
It is important for me to point out that God didn’t reveal what the whole plan was when this initial prompting of taking this opportunity happened. This is where our faith really carried us. We knew, and had faith, that if God provided us an opportunity as an answer to our prayers, He would lead the way. So we continued in faith, even though we weren’t exactly sure where we would go once we moved from here. We explored all of our options and kept moving forward until God would reveal to us our next step, having faith that He would.
In my own spiritual journey, a weakness I have is letting go of my own control. God has to remind me of this ALL THE TIME, “I promise, I’ve got this Cass. Go ahead and let go.” He whispers to my soul, and through white knuckles I try to ease my grip. After years of practicing, I had the ultimate test when the day would come where I would have to sign the sellers contract on my sweet little cottage before knowing AT ALL where we were heading next.
We had seen multiple rentals, all of which fell through for one reason or another, we had friends offer us to stay at their homes, but with such an uncertain timeline that seemed hard to commit to… We had even reached the resolve that if worse came to worse, we would take this show on the road and live in our little trailer and travel for a few months until we sorted this all out. I felt anxious and wrung up over every last option. (I also learned how DOWN I was for God’s plan, as I would have been willing to do any of these things had they felt right.)
So, on the last night it was possible, I signed the contract, making our sale official. With not a single hint of what we would do next. I pleaded with God what felt like that entire night, and felt a strong impression that help was on the way. THE NEXT MORNING, my husband called from work asking if I could be ready in 20 minutes to go see the house I had coveted on the MLS site (knowing full-well I couldn’t buy it – we had planned to not even start with the home buying process until we could file our taxes which wouldn’t be for a few months, at least.. We had to be out of our home in 28 days.) Brady told me he’d explain, and to get the kids ready. Turns out, that morning’s meeting landed him with just the right person who would be connected to a real estate agent and a mortgage broker who worked mostly with business owners like us. A call or two later, we were meeting the real estate agent at the dream house, and by that afternoon, we placed our offer. Is your head spinning? Let me say it again, that afternoon, we were placing an offer to buy the home I didn’t dare dream we could buy. It was a spiritual trip to say the least.
Because the home buying process is never ever easy, I can’t say this process has been a breeze, or without it’s hiccups… but I can say that we have been guided every single step, and we have been 100% fine with whatever God had in mind for us – even if that meant facing our own disappointment for a time. Of course, our God is one of grace and mercy. Our suffering has been washed over with His peace time and time again when we’ve come up against trials in this process.
As I am writing, we are a couple of days away from closing on both homes, and we are still having to lean into faith over fear every single day. There is still a chance things could fall through, and there is still a chance we’ll see another miracle in our lives come to completion. I have faith in the latter, of course.
I will tell you that I don’t think I’ve ever had a time that was so apparent that God was working in our lives. I mean, truly I would have never imagined this would be possible, and I hadn’t even dared dream beyond our home. But God nudged me in the gentle, reassuring way only He does, and I am watching the next chapter of our lives unfold right before my very eyes. How grateful I am to that hard time in my life ten years ago that lead me to God, that lead me to changing my life for His will that day and every day forward. After ten years, I am still not over the miracles God has performed in my life and continues to perform in our lives. <3