I am determined to attempt blogging again. Not because anyone is reading this, but I just want to document the faith journey again. Today marks the official day of alleged renovations. There, I showed my lack of faith again by saying “alleged”. I want to believe they’ll happen, I just have such a hard time picturing this whole thing that we’ve been planning for months to actually happen.
Today it’ll be machinery being moved on to the property and then tomorrow the pond digging will begin. Deep down I’m super excited because at the very least we’re going to have a beautiful water feature, but at the same time, deep down, I’m afraid that’s all we’ll have.
However, if things move ahead like we hope and dream, then following the pond being dug, and permits being issued, then buildings will be cleaned up, parking lots will be made and possibly even landscaping will take place. Then, ideally, that will fund potential home renos, Lord willing. And that’s the whole thing, does God care about renovations? Well, as I studied the whole Old Testament, oddly enough, I noticed that He loves construction and He loves making things new, so I am trusting Him, even though this is a very new stretch for us.
Last night as we sat in the church Vision meeting as they shared with the congregation about their dreams for the church building, it seemed oddly familiar. Their budget, their hopes, the way they see the building as a tool. I wanted it for them, too, because I know how it feels. I long to have my home and property used in the same way. For some reason it isn’t happening quite as fast as I hoped, but as the study of 1 John goes, God is like a parent who knows us better and what we need better than I do, so I have to faithfully sit back and wait while my house falls apart.
The church shared how the building on Scott St. was falling apart which ultimately led them to this building on Arlington. This week alone, more things fell apart here - the mudroom door came right off its hinges. I have to lift it up from the bottom to make it work. This adds to my already broken washer, stove, fridge, water cooler, floors, heat, clogged sink, stinky rugs, furniture, dog pen where they’re chewing up the house….blah, blah, blah. But none of this is new to God, so I try to keep the kids happy. I try to show them how God is still blessing us. I try to be positive even though the cloud hovers over me and I can’t seem to shake it except by doing the next right thing.
Starting in a week and a half we’ll have a new financial load that will be funded by the winery if all goes as we hope. That kind of boggles my mind. I can’t quite picture it except that we’ve been able to make it so far. Again, this isn’t a surprise to God so I’m excited to trust Him. What choice do I have?
It’s going to be fun to see what direction these two renovations take - will people give what they need? Will the money come in for our renovation as well? We don’t have a church congregation to support us. We don’t have any secret sources of money. Can’t wait to see what will happen. Trusting God is fun and hard at the same time.
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