Two weeks ago our dream property fell into our proverbial lap.
One week ago we drove 25 miles north to breathe in the land that we hoped would become our own.
A too cute farmhouse situated on twenty acres of woods for hunting, rivers for paddling, porch rocking, and plenty of space for gardens, chickens, goats and more.Cover letter made – we put an offer in on the house.
Haiku’s about moving
I don’t like to pack
Packing is a lot of work
But I want a farm
Nothing’s set in stone
Emotions are running high
Let this turn out right
Really want this home
Have to trust in Gods will now
Help me have peace
Goats sound really fun
Twenty acres of land too
Right on a river
A house became available that was romantically delightful. A too cute farmhouse situated on 20 acres of woods and river. Cover letter made – we put an offer in on the house.
After several negotiations – the sellers would not sell to us based on a contingency that our house would sell first, so it fell through. We were crushed, but hopeful that something else would come along.
I was devestated.
That next weekend was mothers day weekend. I went to EBC brokenhearted, and wondering why God said no since in my mind I had already moved into the house – when this song was sung by our worhsip team at the Anoka Eagle Brook Church.
“You’re never gonna let – never gonna let me down – you’re never gonna let me down.. You are good – good – ohhhhhh…”
I realized in that moment – that God wasn’t letting me down – people – these people may let me down, but God never will. I had a plan for my life – for my house – just as I had a plan for my dad living past the age of 64 – but – He is good. His plans are not our plans, but He is good. He knows the plans He has for us, and they are good.
He came to die for us – and that is good. I know without a doubt I will see my dad again and we will not be homeless.
So began the search for land, and house to help this farmhouse dream come to fruition.
Finally – a bit of sweet, undeveloped, heavily wooded land, on a dirt road.