Today has been an eventful day…and…a day long-awaited. It’s been a three-month long wait, as a matter of fact. What have we been waiting for you ask? We have been wrestling with a company regarding new windows in our house. I won’t go into the boring and frustrating details, but suffice it to say, it has not been a fun time. So here we are today with heavy rain, and they are installing the windows. Not fun for them or for us. But, bless the guys’ hearts, they got things rolling right away and the first window to go in was the guest bedroom. It looked fabulous with the panes in the windows! Next on their list was the bathroom. Fabulous also!
In life, we all know that things don’t always go how we wish they would. It is just the way life goes. That has been the case for me more times than I can say. As for our houses, we have usually bought a type of home that requires work, and because of that, we can get the home for a reasonable price. Then, we work on some remodeling . In those circumstances, you put a lot of trust in the inspectors who are supposed to tell you areas of concern, right?
The next window to go in was our bedroom and the guys find some concerns. I had just asked them if they wanted a cup of coffee to warm up, and he said, “You might not want to give us coffee after we tell you what we found.” I said, “Ok. Just lay it on us.” I handed them their coffee cups. Our windows all the way around the house, were built with vents with a door at each end of all the windows for air circulation. They were cool looking and kind of fun, but I wondered about the leaking. But, we were assured the rot the inspector found was at the window sill only with the front windows and we would just have to replace the sill and base. What they found was rot that went all the way down the walls of both ends of our master bedroom window. They now tell us that this window can’t be installed until we fix the wall. It could mean a whole wall rebuild, or just a section. They have to tear into the wall inside and outside to see how much damage there is. This is the second window that we had big issues with. Our son Aaron fixed the other one. But he won’t have the time to fix this when he comes down this weekend with everything else. So, we will have to pay extra for them to do the work to fix the wall.
With this news, I wanted to cry, or scream, or something. The Captain and I had to take a ride. A mocha was in order! I am driving along and having quite the conversation with God. I’m saying, “I mean seriously? We just tithed and now this??? That is what happens when we are faithful? What?!?!???” As soon as the I said those words, a thought came to mind. That thought was, “Yes you were faithful. But do you think the devil is going to roll out the red carpet for you because you have been faithful to ME? I don’t think so. Just the opposite. He wants to make you discouraged and wish you hadn’t done that. Then next time, you won’t, or you will fear doing it.”
Oh yah…that’s right…the devil. He does love to discourage and yank our chain. He does it all the time and I should recognize that by now. I know how he works and he always tries to play around in finances. He knows that hits our vulnerable spot. So as I drove home, I asked God to help us figure this out. I asked Him to protects us from the worse case scenario. Of course, I want to confront the inspector, however, I don’t think that will happen. So, I have to let that go also. No sense in fighting something all the time. I just have to turn the whole thing over. The devil would like to keep us stirred up. I’m not giving in to that.
We can really get ourselves tied in knots about life can’t we? It doesn’t take much. We are happy with the way things are going, but as soon as something trips us up, away goes our joy. So I decided that my Gratitude Jar needs some hearts.
- We had great guys to work with today.
- They were really kind and efficient.
- They were careful with our home.
- Cleaned up after themselves.
- Explained the issues before us in clear terms, as well as what choices we would have.
- I’m grateful that they could also do the work, since they have seen the problem.
- We have another day to get the rest of the it done.
All in all, no matter what happens, God is good. I have been asked if I have regrets about moving here since there has been so many challenges that have happened with our move to Bel Aire. My answer is no. I think satan would LIKE me to think along those lines. But I love this house. I love this yard. I love the quiet. I love being close to the ocean. I am proud of what we have accomplished to make this our haven. I’m thankful for a lower mortgage. I am thankful for the work we have been able to do. I am thankful for my son who could do some of the work. In our case, any of the houses we have lived in have brought their own set of circumstances. Good things are always worth the fight. I don’t live in regrets. It is not a heathy place to be.
My house may be more of a mess than I thought for Thanksgiving, but we will have the windows complete, sound proofing as a bonus, and no more leaks. It is my family coming to join us and they will understand. I just have to roll with it. I haven’t always been good with rolling with it, but I tell ya, God is sure giving me opportunities to learn it. Can’t say it’s fun. At. All. But I also know for certain that there is a purpose in everything we go through. Everything. I surrender this too.
With my gratitude back in check, I look forward to good food and fellowship this Thanksgiving amongst a less than perfect home. (I am learning to roll with that too.) I wish for each and every one of you to have a wonderful Thanksgiving with your family and friends. I hope that in whatever circumstances you find yourself, you will find a reason to be thankful.
Walking the journey with you…