This beautiful exchange

Ugh. I think I have run out of faith when it comes to our house selling (the one in Charlotte). For months now, I have been praying and hoping that our house would sell. I do believe that God does everything in His time and His way, but that’s hard to hold on to for very long. We’ve had our hopes boosted several times, only for them to be crushed again. And, I can’t help but feel discouraged when the market report comes on the news every morning.

Believe me, I know all of the ‘right’ answers and I try to remind myself of them each day. However, we are living somewhere between knowing those answers and seeing them come true. And, that’s a hard place to be. A rather discouraging place to be. Maybe I need more patience. I definitely need more courage.

Despite my ‘faithless’ feelings when it comes to selling our house, we have been given reminders of how good we really have it. On Sunday, we tried a new church. There we were, all three of us sitting together. Mom, Dad and baby. And that moment, right there, was perfect. So perfect that I forgot about our house, the market report and dwindling savings accounts.