What happened instead this last month is Will and I didn't get the house we wanted. It was 100 years old and it looked like it was right out of a Jane Austen novel/movie. It was so cute! Our hearts broke a little, but mostly my mind changed. Why is it so hard to distinguish between what we need and what we want? We need food, water, air and shelter. But how much of it? Where does it stop? And if we do get more shelter or tastier food is it a sin? Sometimes wondered if our "wealth" has been taken away (since our dr had a stroke) as some sort of punishment. As if we did something wrong and now we have to "pay for it" - but really I know his stroke isn't a punishment and our lack of material possessions doesn't mean we are less than the next person.
Value has nothing to do with money or big houses or tasty steak dinners. Rich or poor, president of the United States, or homeless man on the street - they have the same value. Obviously we are all handed different stories in this life and some are wrought with poverty, others addiction and others mental illness, but we all have something. Something really difficult to deal with. It is for us to pick up our cross and to move forward- and much like the Savior as we bear those burdens our soul begins to enlarge. Our love for others increases. Our gratitude for small things grows.
So instead of getting our home- we got something else. Another life lesson. One that helps us to feel more deeply and lean more on each other and on our Lord and Redeemer. Will did not sin and as a result have a stroke. Our not getting the home wasn't a punishment. Sometimes something else happens instead. And that is ok.
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