Well, hello!
So, the predicted "apocalypse" didn't happen. No surprise there. Jesus said that no one knows the day or hour when the end will come. I guess the Mayans were no exception. Although, I gotta say, I felt kind of ready, if you can ever be ready for a catastrophic event. With all the moves and temporary living situations we've been in since we returned in September I've really mastered the art of living out of a backpack. We've moved 8 times already and the kids and I are now ready to go at a moment's notice. I would've been keen to hit the woods with my handful of belongings if some catastrophe had hit. Oh well. (I'm totally joking.)
Anywho, in the last blog I mentioned our housing situation. Well, the amazing thing for us after looking at many, many, many houses was to find that our cheapest and best option would be building.
I was really shocked that new construction was the way to go. As it turned out, after scouring the housing market for several months we discovered that the inventory of houses in the greater Atlanta area was down to around 16,000 from previously hovering around 75,000 homes.
What that meant for us is that all the foreclosures we looked at were truly the "bottom of the barrel." The repairs needed were ridiculously costly, causing the vast majority of them to be money pits. The bids we did make on the better houses were not accepted because investors could bid faster and higher than we could. The few decent houses that were for sale on the market were snatched up in less than 24 hours after being put on the MLS. Deal after deal fell through until we stumbled upon the new construction option. The particular subdivision we found was one of only three in the county that had secured the necessary permits for building. It took them 11 months to convince the county to let them build and even then the builder had to concede to pay for any necessary repairs to the streets, curbs, streetlights, drains, etc. Normally, that is the county's responsibility.
Providence put us in the right place at the right time. We found the subdivision 2 weeks after construction had begun on the first home. There was 1 poured slab in the neighborhood, which gave us the opportunity to choose our lot out of the remaining 43 available. We chose the largest and most secluded lot we could find. It is a cul-de-sac lot with a stand of trees and a deep ravine with a creek running along the edge. We love to stomp around outside so it seems perfect for us. It's technically on a flood plain, which might scare some folks away, but we really like the lot and we're going to stick with it.
The contract is signed and the permits are secured. We're simply waiting on the builder to break ground. It is an exciting prospect as we had assumed that we would be making repairs on an older home. The idea of a brand new home is very appealing. We are thankful for God's guidance and provision throughout this process.
Speaking of the process. It has been so helpful to remember that contentment never rests in circumstances. As a wife and mom it is not easy to be comfortable in a constant state of earthly change and unrest. I've often felt as though my vision is tremendously impaired because I cannot see past getting into a home and getting my family into some semblance of normalcy and routine. The Holy Spirit faithfully reminds me that we are just where we need to be and that we have more than enough. He is, of course, absolutely right. And I must keep in mind that we have been phenomenally blessed to have been able to stay in so many places RENT - FREE since we returned to the United States.
So, that's that. Christmas has come and gone and it was very special. Barry and I will officially start as youth pastors on Wednesday, Barry will start night shift at the hospital on Thursday, the kids will start a new school next Friday, we'll move into our next temporary home on Saturday and all is well. We don't have to live life depending on our own understanding, we can trust the guidance of our Shepherd. His thoughts are higher than our thoughts. His ways our higher than our ways. He is always good, always loving, always faithful, ever-present, inconceivably wise and fills us continually with real joy, real peace, real hope, real relationship, real provision and real purpose. Hallelujah!
So, the predicted "apocalypse" didn't happen. No surprise there. Jesus said that no one knows the day or hour when the end will come. I guess the Mayans were no exception. Although, I gotta say, I felt kind of ready, if you can ever be ready for a catastrophic event. With all the moves and temporary living situations we've been in since we returned in September I've really mastered the art of living out of a backpack. We've moved 8 times already and the kids and I are now ready to go at a moment's notice. I would've been keen to hit the woods with my handful of belongings if some catastrophe had hit. Oh well. (I'm totally joking.)
Anywho, in the last blog I mentioned our housing situation. Well, the amazing thing for us after looking at many, many, many houses was to find that our cheapest and best option would be building.
I was really shocked that new construction was the way to go. As it turned out, after scouring the housing market for several months we discovered that the inventory of houses in the greater Atlanta area was down to around 16,000 from previously hovering around 75,000 homes.
What that meant for us is that all the foreclosures we looked at were truly the "bottom of the barrel." The repairs needed were ridiculously costly, causing the vast majority of them to be money pits. The bids we did make on the better houses were not accepted because investors could bid faster and higher than we could. The few decent houses that were for sale on the market were snatched up in less than 24 hours after being put on the MLS. Deal after deal fell through until we stumbled upon the new construction option. The particular subdivision we found was one of only three in the county that had secured the necessary permits for building. It took them 11 months to convince the county to let them build and even then the builder had to concede to pay for any necessary repairs to the streets, curbs, streetlights, drains, etc. Normally, that is the county's responsibility.
Providence put us in the right place at the right time. We found the subdivision 2 weeks after construction had begun on the first home. There was 1 poured slab in the neighborhood, which gave us the opportunity to choose our lot out of the remaining 43 available. We chose the largest and most secluded lot we could find. It is a cul-de-sac lot with a stand of trees and a deep ravine with a creek running along the edge. We love to stomp around outside so it seems perfect for us. It's technically on a flood plain, which might scare some folks away, but we really like the lot and we're going to stick with it.
The contract is signed and the permits are secured. We're simply waiting on the builder to break ground. It is an exciting prospect as we had assumed that we would be making repairs on an older home. The idea of a brand new home is very appealing. We are thankful for God's guidance and provision throughout this process.
Speaking of the process. It has been so helpful to remember that contentment never rests in circumstances. As a wife and mom it is not easy to be comfortable in a constant state of earthly change and unrest. I've often felt as though my vision is tremendously impaired because I cannot see past getting into a home and getting my family into some semblance of normalcy and routine. The Holy Spirit faithfully reminds me that we are just where we need to be and that we have more than enough. He is, of course, absolutely right. And I must keep in mind that we have been phenomenally blessed to have been able to stay in so many places RENT - FREE since we returned to the United States.
So, that's that. Christmas has come and gone and it was very special. Barry and I will officially start as youth pastors on Wednesday, Barry will start night shift at the hospital on Thursday, the kids will start a new school next Friday, we'll move into our next temporary home on Saturday and all is well. We don't have to live life depending on our own understanding, we can trust the guidance of our Shepherd. His thoughts are higher than our thoughts. His ways our higher than our ways. He is always good, always loving, always faithful, ever-present, inconceivably wise and fills us continually with real joy, real peace, real hope, real relationship, real provision and real purpose. Hallelujah!





