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We've been house-hunting for the first time as a couple for the past few weeks (Adam and I both moved quite a bit as kids, but moving as a kid is completely different than being in the position of the one making decisions, signing documents, and handing over money, instead of the one fighting over who gets the bedroom with the bigger closet or other desired feature). Brooklyn and Tobin have been extraordinarily patient with the process - she scampers around, trying to see in every room, and he points at fans and light fixtures and says up, up! because he wants to touch them.

Our budget, location preference, and request for a garage as opposed to a carport narrowed our options down to a not-overwhelming number (which I'm grateful for), and we're blessed with a realtor who's also a friend from church, so the process has been going as well the process can. (Admittedly, our first offer was swiftly rejected for another, but we've since found one we like better, so it's just as well).

But the whole process is so uncertain. Not just the getting everyone dressed and ready and packed into the car to go look at houses, but also asking prices and offers and loans and inspections by various people - all done at 10 day intervals, between any of which everything could fall apart and put us back at square one. I wish it was more like buying a book at a bookstore... pick up book, admire front cover, read reviews on back, skim pages, check price, hand to cashier along with cash, go home and enjoy.

If that was the case, though, where would be the adventure? (And adventure is my word for the year.) As it is, it's a lesson in patience and trust, praying that God will guide us to the house we can best glorify Him in and that the process will go according to His plan - but that still leaves so much wondering and waiting for news! Being still can be as much work as packing, sometimes.

Check out yesterday's post for a giveaway of Kaitlyn Bouchillon's new book, Even If Not!
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Jeanne Takenaka said…
Sarah Jo, house hunting is HARD. My hubby and I have done it a few times now. You're so fortunate to have a realtor you work well with, and who is also a believer. :) I hope all goes well with your process, and that God gives you above and beyond what you hoped for in your next home!

So happy to be your neighbor at FMF this week!
Andrew said…
Real isn't just an ordeal, it's an adventure! I like the way you look atit, Sarah Jo.

#1 at FMF this week.
Summer Floyd said…
I like your word of the year and new home ownership promises to fit that. A big step filled with all kinds of new. Enjoy

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