Wednesday, July 20

:: Bad News ::

The kitchen, basement, dining room and outdoor areas are packed up but with no place to go. I hardly have the words to explain this because I don't really understand myself, but apparently we've been scammed. The man claiming to buy our house hired a lawyer who told the selling agent that he had received proof of funds when in actuality he had not. As our realtor pushed to receive in writing this proof of funds the lawyer did some digging and discovered that although his earnest money check had cleared there was indeed no such person and no funds. This is a scam that has apparently already been done in our neighborhood once, although we had never heard about it. The end game for the scammers is to get the lawyer to close the transaction having never rec'd the funds, then he's out the cost of the house because of a mistake. Lucky for this lawyer it was caught before it happened. Not so lucky for us.

I'd be lying if I didn't say my head and heart are in a bad place right now. Quite frankly I am sick of bearing burdens. In my mind, it's about time for some good news and I'm ready for God to show up in a big way and deliver us from all these nightmares. I am tired of forcing myself to look at things in a positive light. I feel like we're walking around with a big red x on our back. Marked for disaster at every turn.

But even in this fog of anger and doubt, God is still with me-not in the way I want Him to be, mind you-but with me nonetheless. Yesterday right after we got the news that we would not be moving as soon as we thought I got an email from my friend Autumn. She wanted me to know how closely my blog posts and her bible study and sermon that week had related and pointed me to the book of Habakkuk. This morning feeling completely hopeless I turned to that book and read it all the way through. I'm still listening and waiting (much like Habakkuk did) to hear what all God is trying to tell me in these verses, but I am thankful to know that I am not the only one who has ever shouted out, "God, how long do I have to cry out for help before you listen...before you come to the rescue?" Habakkuk 1:1-2 (The Message). Even a prophet had these moments of doubt about how the events in their life and world could really be working together for good to those who love the Lord.

I hope soon I too will get to the place of praying the prayer of Habakkuk:

"I hear and my heart pounded, my lips quivered at the sound; decay crept into my bones, and my legs trembled. Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity to come on the nation invading us. Though the fig trees do not bid and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails, and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior. The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to go on the heights..." Habakkuk 3:16-19

For now I am listening and waiting and loving this little boy who is having more fun with cardboard boxes and homemade tents than I've ever seen him have with a toy!
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1 comment:

  1. Kristin,
    I had gotten your blog address at Moms last year and SO enjoy your posts! Your transparency and need for Gods truth, grace and mercy are inspiring. Just wanted to let you know that I'm praying for you...I am so sorry about the latest news. So very discouraging! Also, Anderson is in MS for the week visiting my parents, so it's very dull around here. If you need help UNpacking, I'd be happy to help!!!
    Lauren Trawick