Here is my and Dona’s dream house. I want it. It’s cute. It’s cuddly. It has a big back yard. It also has a price tag that is light years away from our capability. So, why do I even entertain the thought? I really have no idea.
I guess maybe because I have people in my life like Donna B. She says, you have not because you ask not. So, okay, I asked for it. I literally got down on my knees yesterday and asked the Lord for it. Do I deserve a blessing like this? Not at all. Will I receive it? I have no idea. I’ll be honest, it stretches my faith to even fathom that it could come to pass. But I did ask for it anyway.
The hard thing for me, I guess, is that I am not a fan of “name it and claim it” or “blab it and grab it”. It’s not that I don’t have faith, it’s just that when it comes to things like this, I apparently have a hard time excersing it. Call it a weakness. Or maybe it’s because I’m just not used to experiencing God in this way. Do I believe He can perform it? Absolutely. I just don’t know if He’s going to perform it for me. I’ll have to wait and see. In the meantime, I’ve asked the Lord to reveal some things to me – in a way, I’m laying out the fleece – to know if He is truly working this out.
I know that God can orchestrate absolutely amazing things. And after hearing personal testimonies from people like Donna B., it reminds me that anything is possible when God is in control. As for the dream house and the future, I don’t know what God has in store for me and my family. But I have placed it all in His hands. In the grand scheme of time, if this house belongs to us, I trust that a miracle will happen. If it’s not supposed to happen, it won’t. And I’m okay with that, too. As long as I know He is in control.