I'm Gonna Move...

I'll tell you what's hard about selling a home.  And it's not because I have any expertise in the area of real estate.  In fact, I've never sold a house.  Of course, my parents sold three of our houses when I was a kid, and at that age, all I was really concerned about was whether my room was going to be bigger and if the new house would have a swimming pool.  Ironically, I've never once had a swimming pool, and the rooms I had never seemed big enough.  Something about the newness always excited me as a child, so it never bothered me when we'd sell one home to move into another.  How is it that I now know what's hard about selling one?

For a month, the Lord has made it very evident.  From the long drive to our new church home to the occupied walls we have worked diligently to repaint and depersonalize, it didn't take long for us to realize it was time to move on.  Time to take the leap of faith that is Nashville.  Time to move in the direction of where He has planted us.  Time to see that He's got something else in store.

When we figured out that moving was what God wanted us to do, everything fell into place.  We just so happened to get a Tennessee Football refrigerator magnet in the mail that week with a real estate agent's picture on it.  We just so happened to come upon a bundle of brand new boxes from dad's work.  We just so happened to be incredibly tired of all of the clutter that two and a half years of marriage (and 26 & 29 years of life) will bring upon you.  We were ready, and within a week, we had our house on the market.

That was Monday, and all of that was ridiculously easy.  Not near as emotional as I would have expected.  Not near as much trouble getting the house ready as I would have thought.  Not near as difficult seeing that "For Sale" sign in the front yard.  Why?  Well, that's where the hard part of selling a house comes in.

I am ready.  I am completely ready.  And yet, not a single change because we're still here.  It seems as if that's how it always goes in life.  We get in our minds the plans God has for us, and then when He doesn't make them happen right away, we get discouraged.  Somehow, somewhere in the midst of knowing that God is in control, the devil finds his way into our determined minds and really messes things up. 

Now, from what I've been told, it can take two weeks before showings begin, and it can often take six months to receive an offer.  What I've also been told is that God works miracles, and folks, we are going to need one.  I mean, we all know where the economy is sitting, and just today, another house on our same street went on the market.  When I say "another," I mean the fourth. 

What's hard about selling a house (or moving on) (or simply having faith) is this:  we are not in control.  Sure, we are going to sell our house.  The Lord has already made it clear that He wanted us to.  However, He didn't say when or how or in what time frame.  He didn't tell us that it'd be easy or that we'd have "lookers" within the first week, like I had envisioned He would have happen.  I just know that He's in complete control of what's happening.  And whether it's next week, next month, or next year, God can do with this house whatever He wants.  Doesn't matter what the economy looks like or if every house on this street is for sale.  God will move when HE is ready, and that's what makes everything, not just selling a house, hard on us.  It's a matter of faith, friends.  Are we ready to move when HE is?!

How I Spent My Saturday

Rocking with my elders...

25 cents


Steering clear of the lions...

1 dollar


Listening to the birds...

2 dollars


Talking with the Presidents...

5 dollars


Just being me...

PRICELESS!


Jenna had a yard sale over the weekend, and Daniel was the item that every visitor wanted more information on. He was the center of attention, and we enjoyed getting to show him off! It won't be long before this little boy is 2 MONTHS OLD!

Holy Roller...

Bet we caught your attention with that title!

It's been an amazing few days with Daniel. We have watched him as he continues to grow right before our eyes. From laughter in his sleep to tears rolling down his face, we have been witnesses to the beautiful handiwork of God. We are daily fascinated and wonderfully surprised with Daniel's growth and his changing ways...

Just this past weekend, as a fellow church goer asked if Daniel had been pushing up off of his stomach, we realized that our little boy wouldn't be little for much longer. Well, we realized that only after having to admit we had completely forgotten about the ever-so-talked-about "Tummy Time." We came straight home from church and put Daniel on his stomach in the living room floor. Not seconds later, this is what we witnessed (be patient with him):

Holy Roller from Jenna Johnson on Vimeo.

Did we mention that Daniel is ONLY five weeks old?! Our little one is rolling... Not in God's Word yet, but he's on his way!

Things are Good, But Mommy is Sick...

I should tell you that I have my Mimi hooked. She's wrapped around all of my little fingers. She had her first sleepover with me last night, and Mimi took great care of me. Every three hours, she was up giving me my bottle and making sure I had my pacifier. She talked to me and loved on me all night long. She's still here at my house. Mimi's here a lot, and that's really good for me. She just hugs me and never wants to put me down. You should see her face when she holds me; she's the happiest Mimi in the whole world, I think.

I guess you want to know why my Mimi stayed the night with me, at my house. Well, my Mommy is sick. She didn't feel very good early last night; she kept saying she was cold, but everyone, including me, knew it was really hot in our house. So, my Daddy took her temperature, and Mommy had a fever. Daddy was exhausted from working yesterday, so Mimi stayed so Mommy and Daddy could rest. That's all Mommy has done today... Sleep, sleep, sleep. She and I are more alike than we thought.

I'm being taken good care of, you don't have to worry at all. Even now, I'm falling asleep in my Mimi's arms, and Mimi is smiling ear to ear. Life for me is good.


My Mimi after Feeding Me


Mimi Loves Holding Me

We Made It Home

My First Time in the Car Seat, Leaving the Hospital


My Daddy Loves Me SO Much


One of Daddy's First Times to Change Me


Taking a Nap with Mommy on the Couch


Enjoying My Bassinet

Preparing To Go Home

I'm Ready to Leave


My Going-Home Outfit


My Mimi Always Wants to Hold Me


I Napped with Mom the Day We Left


My Long Toes and Precious Foot