Snow sprinkling like powdered sugar. (From my iPhone)
Smith Wigglesworth said, "God is never late for an appointment." This also means that He's never early. Today my sons and I left our friend's home and drove up the hill to our Pastors' cabin. We still did not have housing and we were awaiting responses to telephone inquiries. After 2 weeks of being separated, my beloved husband would be driving the U-Haul into town around 7 PM. We needed direction. Fast.
Overall, we have received tremendous love and support here. Our friend's gracious hospitality was immeasurable. Our new pastors embraced us immediately, committing themselves to our search for a home. Residents have welcomed us. Yet, I endured a challenging weekend of dead-ends, teetering emotions, and rain on snow with the ensuing slushy roads.
A new acquaintance suggested that living on the mountain was a luxury and that I needed to find housing down in Boise. True, there are expensive homes up here, but there also exists housing that runs the gamut from trailers in disrepair to well-kept, modest cabins and manufactured homes. The city is comprised of casual folks, hunters, and those reminiscent of leftover gold miners.
Deep in my heart, I knew that God did not bring us this far to perish. We took a step of faith and our feet landed smack in the middle of His provision — whether we could see it or not.
I awoke with a heart of anticipation this morning and finally, when the sun was sinking over the mountaintops, the news arrived that we had been granted a home for a whopping $450 a month! Tomorrow, we will be moving into a new, cozy 2-bedroom, 2-bath cabin that sits directly across the street from where my boys attend school! It has washer/dryer hookups, a stove, and a dishwasher! It is perfect for what we need right now!
And God was right on time!