Day 3: New plan

This is what I journaled today as we drove around looking at houses:
"The beauty of fall amazes me. The crimson leaves falling to the ground always seems to catch my breath. Orange, yellow, green, red-stunning. Bare trees, pine trees, a forest of trees, a lone tree. I smile at the bright green leaves, hanging on until the very end as if they don't know what they're suppose to do. As if they don't know it's fall.
The rain is at a mist. Just wet enough that I have to look down as I walk. The clouds are hovering above, almost following us down each road. The air is crisp and wet. My nose and fingers are cold the instant I step outside.
My heart is content in this place. It's as if I belong here. I feel secure in the beauty of my surroundings."

OK, so day 3 consisted of 5 houses that were all very different. At some point during the house hunting adventure this morning our realtor mentioned that there was land for sale outside of Indiana. Patrick's eyes lit up and I knew we were going a new route. We're still looking at houses tomorrow morning, but we're also driving out to a piece of land that is for sale. We're hoping to get about 50 acres and then build a house.

At first I was hesitant because I didn't want to live in an apartment again, but spending a year in an apartment is a pleasurable sacrifice knowing that my husband is fulfilling a life long dream. That's as rewarding to me as creating my very own kitchen.

This plan is still in the works, but it's the best option and believe it or not the cheapest. It is definitely the way to accommodate to both mine and Patrick's wants in a home. This option, as Patrick sweetly refers to as option C, was not even something we had considered. But the Lord is gracious and knows more than we could ever know. I pray that we would have a flexible heart as He guides us to the right home, even if it's not built yet.

Being a submissive wife is a hard thing. So many times I just want to do my own thing and Patrick follow me! Every time this happens we argue and I feel horrible. Certainly that's the Holy Spirit letting me know that the Lord has made Patrick my leader for a reason. When I do follow him, whether or not I'm pleased about it, the Lord works things out for both of us. And my God is so sweet to change my heart so that not only am I excited about something with Patrick, but I want to stand up and cheer him on. (Go Patrick! You are great! Gooooooo Patrick!) I know that as I obey and follow my husband, I am indeed obeying and following the Lord. And my reward is with Him. As the prophet Isaiah says, "...My reward is with my God." I second that. Now, may I act like that.