The new house is finally starting to feel like home. After a rocky start of many frustations... including a queen size bed that didn't fit up the stairwell, a couch with the same problem, a refrigerator that didn't fit in the kitchen, it is finally coming together.
I came to realize that even my best laid plans never work out. I found myself living in a house that felt foreign to me. Living in a place that was in shambles. I was humbled. I grew patience. God used this house to teach me many things.
Last week, the new refrigerator arrived - and the old one (by 2 months) was finally removed from the dining room and sent to its new home in the basement. The new one is happy in its new found home in the kitchen.
The painting is finally coming to a close on the first floor. The new furniture is being delivered today! I found a home for the red sofa that would not fit upstairs. Everything came together - in ways that were better than I ever expected. We are still sleeping on the full-size, guest bed in the guest room because we haven't taken the time to go purchase the king-size bed (with two twin box springs that will fit upstairs).
I can't wait to post some before & after pictures. The difference is stunning. My father-in-law has been here most every evening for the past month to make it all come together. What a selfless, sweet & giving man - who will work for food & a Killian's!
Tomorrow, the small group will reconvene in the new home - with 4 new members!! We are very excited to start "Five Love Languages" and return to the fellowship that I dearly missed.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
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