Sungu, my nephew, is almost 26 months old. He has lived in 5 different homes, on 2 different continents. Topher is looking to catch up to his cousin's jet-setting ways. Only, all his homes will have been in Arizona, and really all within 10 miles of each other.
So, about a month and a half ago, our renters in our Gilbert house told us they are moving out at the end of their contract. Which would be at the end of this month. I did not panic cause I felt like God was preparing us for that. Then Chris decided (and I immediately jumped on board) that we should put our Mesa house up for rent too. If one got rented out while the other didn't, then we would just live in the rejected house. Everything was fine for the first week or two after we posted both houses on various sites. Then extreme panic would set in every couple of days, offset by days of shame for how weak my faith was that God was in complete control of everything.
Then this week happened. Chris had been communicating with this guy out-of-state who was looking to move into our Mesa house with his fiancee and her daughter. The finacee and said child came by on Monday to scope out the house. They loved it. Or they loved us, and the house. They took a rental application home that day, and now are signing a lease agreement. Praise Jesus. And that's for 2 years I believe. (Praise Jesus x 2!)
Then a lady called Chris on Wednesday asking if she could see the Gilbert house on Thursday morning. Chris said she sounded very nice, and very excited. I had already shown the Gilbert house to about 5 very nice people, none of which were terribly excited about the place. The Gilbert house is in a GREAT location, but the house itself is 20 years old. For people coming from new builds, the house looks like junk. The bathrooms are smaller, and not as fancy, the kitchen is tiny, etc. But I met this lady on Thursday morning and she was VERY EXCITED. About everything. The house was bigger than she thought it would be, as was the yard, the driveway, everything. She didn't get to see the master bedroom cause the guy who lives in there, a fellow policeman, was asleep. She told me was very interested in the house and would like to rent it for more than a year (!!!) and then I felt I had to be very honest with her. I told her the master bedroom was NOT pretty. Which is the understatement of the century. It has the stupidest looking wallpaper up, the toilet and this huge shower are in one 'room', and the vanity area is anything but vain. But she said she didn't care, she loved the house, the location, and that she was so excited to live here because she was coming from Florence, where they had been struggling for the last 4 years to make a new life for themselves, and it just didn't work. She felt like finding our house was the first step for a better life for her family. Praise Jesus!!!!! (x a million!!!)
So now Chris and I are going apartment/small house shopping! And we are so stinkin excited for this new chapter of our lives to begin. We are at a place in our lives where we just want to simplify and save save save. We could have stayed here in this amazing house that God has blessed us with. But now with Jeehon and Sungu gone, this place feels like a montstrous cavern!
This will be home #3 for our little Toto who will be 16 months by the time we move next month, so I guess he probably won't be able to catch up to Sungu. But we kinda don't want him to, so that works out for all of us.
And I just wanted to add a special shout out to all those of you who have been praying for ALL of this to work out just as it has. God is so good! Thanks for always movin on with us in prayer.