Hey. I'm still alive and still capable of typing. I just have no time... Life has been CRAZY. We sold our house last week! It has been a crazy whirlwind of emotions... you guys know I loved that little house so so much. We just need more space... badly. I'm sure I'll miss it at some point but for now I'm still reeling from the packing hurricane that happened last week. Also, Brandon is in Manila this week! He's getting to spend some time with the kids in between meetings and I'm jealous so happy for him! There are two sweet girls and their little brothers there who just own my heart basically. I miss them a lot, and I've so enjoyed seeing their happy little faces in his photos.
Have you ever been in a season where all of the right things are happening? The change that is coming is palpable, you're meeting goals that you were miles away from just a short time ago... It's a happy season but it's also a tired season, it's a confusing and stressful season. Happy is the steak, but discomfort and unease are the sides. It's not something you hear a whole lot about. Lately, I'm learning the true meaning of bittersweet.
We've been trying forever to sell our house. It was such a unique situation and it needed a unique buyer... We thought so many times it was sold and each time we'd make a new plan. When the buyer would back out, or circumstances would change we were left in a fog. Totally confused about where God wanted us to go and when. When we were made a cash offer a month ago we were both hesitant to get our hopes up, then the closing got pushed back and we both began to doubt it would happen at all. The day finally came and it did happen and we were overjoyed. These things are not heaven or hell, eternity things. So, many times I struggle to understand their meaning and their importance. The conclusion I come to is that these things are all part of the journey. Anyways, the house is sold.
Here's the bittersweet part. Brandon and I built our little house on our own, painstakingly. We brought Rue home to that little house, we experienced the hardest year of our marriage there, we grew so much, we learned so much... It's just a house. Four walls and a roof but when we walked back in for the last time to make sure we hadn't't left anything, I saw it for what it really was... It was the backdrop, the setting of God making me a tool in his hands. I love the house so much because it's where I fell and he met me. (seriously trying not to be emotional here!)
Now all of our things are in boxes and in limbo, a weird in between stage while we prepare for our next steps. I've longed to be here so so many times and for so long... and I feel that discomfort and unease... God saying okay, you've grown. you've graduated that phase and now it's time to get to work again... It will always scare me. But now, when I feel that fear of inadequacy I ask for boldness, confidence and comfort and he gives and gives and gives...
We are the proof.
I hope you are all well and I know most of us are in seasons of change from good or bad occurrences... can I pray for you? Send me and email and let me know how I can help you!
XOXO
Miranda
m.phillips@hotmail.com
Have you ever been in a season where all of the right things are happening? The change that is coming is palpable, you're meeting goals that you were miles away from just a short time ago... It's a happy season but it's also a tired season, it's a confusing and stressful season. Happy is the steak, but discomfort and unease are the sides. It's not something you hear a whole lot about. Lately, I'm learning the true meaning of bittersweet.
We've been trying forever to sell our house. It was such a unique situation and it needed a unique buyer... We thought so many times it was sold and each time we'd make a new plan. When the buyer would back out, or circumstances would change we were left in a fog. Totally confused about where God wanted us to go and when. When we were made a cash offer a month ago we were both hesitant to get our hopes up, then the closing got pushed back and we both began to doubt it would happen at all. The day finally came and it did happen and we were overjoyed. These things are not heaven or hell, eternity things. So, many times I struggle to understand their meaning and their importance. The conclusion I come to is that these things are all part of the journey. Anyways, the house is sold.
Here's the bittersweet part. Brandon and I built our little house on our own, painstakingly. We brought Rue home to that little house, we experienced the hardest year of our marriage there, we grew so much, we learned so much... It's just a house. Four walls and a roof but when we walked back in for the last time to make sure we hadn't't left anything, I saw it for what it really was... It was the backdrop, the setting of God making me a tool in his hands. I love the house so much because it's where I fell and he met me. (seriously trying not to be emotional here!)
Now all of our things are in boxes and in limbo, a weird in between stage while we prepare for our next steps. I've longed to be here so so many times and for so long... and I feel that discomfort and unease... God saying okay, you've grown. you've graduated that phase and now it's time to get to work again... It will always scare me. But now, when I feel that fear of inadequacy I ask for boldness, confidence and comfort and he gives and gives and gives...
We are the proof.
I hope you are all well and I know most of us are in seasons of change from good or bad occurrences... can I pray for you? Send me and email and let me know how I can help you!
XOXO
Miranda
m.phillips@hotmail.com
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