Getting back into it...
From the time that I purchased my house, I knew that once I moved out of it, I was gonna rent it out and then will it to my kids. I never intended to sell it. I kept asking God, "Sir, what are we gonna do about this?" and I wasn't hearing a single peep. Then, all of a sudden, He spoke! And I did not like what I heard one bit! So, like we do, I boxed that idea out of my head, because I wasn't doing that. And, like God does (at least with me He does), He challenged me. "Oh, you say you're not doing it?" Boom. The ceiling started leaking. Water was running down through the walls and into my kitchen. Ceiling damage, on both levels, and wall damage. Oh you know I'm looking at God like "oh word? That's how it is now?" It turns out that the HVAC system that I had replaced wasn't installed correctly and therefore it wasn't draining properly. Since I hadn't been using the AC due to fall and winter, as far as I knew, everything was good. I turned that bad boy on in March and an entire corner of my ceiling was saturated and dripping. There was no spot, and then all of a sudden, there was. I had to concede. "Okay, God. Fine, I'll sell it! Ugh! You ain't have to jack me up like that though, sir!" I called the AC people after that, and would you believe they took full responsibility and sent someone out to repair the unit, and the ceilings AND the wall? Good as new, just in time to be sold. Petty, right?
The day came, I got the check, paid off the debts I acquired since I resigned, and moved back in with my parents. The school year ends. Some unexpected family drama popped off surrounding the passing of my Dad's biological mother, and some healing needed to occur. Turns out, living by myself would have allowed me to shut it all out and not call out what needed to be called out. It turned out that being back at home caused me to have to deal with some things that I didn't even realize needed to be dealt with. Go figure. After all of that, we took a family trip to the mountains with my Mom's side of the family, and guess what? There were more issues to work out. More healing, more forgiving. Talk about exhausted?! The trip was mostly great though; it was filled with great views and laughter. I have to admit that if it wasn't for my constant journaling, I would have been beyond emotionally and mentally drained, trying to keep all of what I was experiencing inside.
By this time, it was July. July, August, September and October were filled with negative account balances, having to be bailed out, and ever-increasing credit card debt but yet, social events and activities with friends simultaneously. A lot of which I didn’t have to pay for, or that were paid for in the earlier half of the year. I applied for so many jobs during this time, but I may have to make that a separate post, because it certainly adds another layer of frustration to this story. Although I am still living and learning the lesson of that part, I’ll tell it when God says to.
Man! I know it isn’t over yet, but 2023 has been such a weird year for me. A rollercoaster of emotion. So much stretching and Faith growing, even when I didn’t realize it… I wish I had a super glorious and positive resolution to all of this, but I don’t. Truth is, I’m still in the middle of it. I’ve grown for sure, even my Spiritual gifts have developed. Some new ones have been discovered, but they have all been worked, tested and tried in some way. After all of this, and in our final installment (for now), it’s finally time for me to tell you what I’ve learned!
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