Sunday, 20 July 2008
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A Journey of Faith, part 3
As my husband and I traveled around the country, it was very difficult to find any work to try to earn our keep and cover our expenses. At the end of the year we made a stop in Florida, where we stayed with Mr. Lily’s mom for Christmas. However, I must say, with averages around 80 degrees during the day, it sort of felt like we were just pretending it was Christmas. While we were there, Mr. Lily was able to get a seasonal job and we tried to save a little for when we would get back on the road.
After the holidays we really felt like it was time to take a leap of faith and head to Texas. Over the course of the previous 6 months and all of the places we visited, there were several places that tugged out hearts and we weren’t sure if we would just be going to Texas for another visit. We just had to see what happened, because as far as we knew nothing was there for us, and we barely had the gas money to get there, let alone housing or food, or anything else.
Two days before we left, Mr. Lily actually got job offer through a message on Xanga from an old friend working with the ministry we had been a part of together. We weren’t sure if he was joking, so we called him. This friend informed Mr. Lily of the position in question and said if he wanted it he would be first in line above several others already being interviewed. We were excited beyond belief! Even more excited as we began to learn what the job would entail – it is seriously the ultimate boy job, including a high and low ropes course and 3 paint-ball fields, among other things.
We arrived in Texas on a Tuesday and stayed with a friend still living in the area while looking for a place to live. It turned out that on the coming Friday she had a roommate moving in, so we needed to look for somewhere soon. Mr. Lily was interviewing for the job, but we played the waiting game for a couple of weeks and at times it did not seem very promising. On our second day in town, we gathered at a friend’s house to watch “Ratatouille”, and as we were talking about our living situation, there was a knock at the door.
It was a lady from a different ministry close by. She came by because she was visiting her friend across the road and felt like the Lord wanted her to come to this house and ask if we knew anyone from the ministry we are working with needed a roommate. Why she wouldn’t look within her own ministry is a mystery; she felt like the Lord wanted it to be someone from the one we are now a part of. We told her what we were just talking about, and long story short, we exchanged numbers on Wednesday and moved in on Friday (I’m not kidding!). Every detail about it was perfect. For instance, just a couple of weeks prior to our moving in, our roommate had acquired extra furniture to furnish the guest room. We didn’t have anything. We have been able to be here and use all that we need as we slowly acquire things of our own.
What is interesting is at that time we didn’t even know if Mr. Lily would get the job. We were content with the fact that it may have been the hope of the job that opened the door for us to live here, but we were blown away when the Lord allowed Mr. Lily to get the job.
Everything has certainly not been perfect or without some pretty hefty bumps in the road, but to us it has been a testimony of God’s faithfulness in leading us and providing for us, just like He said He would when we set out from Washington. Although I do sometimes feel like I am still on a journey of faith, I suppose we should always feel that way. I am so thankful that it wasn’t easy, because I know we learned so much more.
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