And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who[a] have been called according to his purpose.
I quote that verse a lot.
Some use it as a sort of a cop out, but not me. I truly believe that God can take all of our trash and pain and turn it into something ultimately beautiful. The evidence I put before you is the rearview perspective of my life, especially in recent weeks. Yes, for those of you who might have been wondering is an update on what has been going on since our Father's Day Fire...
There were quite a lot of things that happened that we thought would happen, though perhaps not exactly as they happened. For instance, we knew our landlord would not be pleased with the news of the fire and the damages to the property. What we weren't expecting however was that he would accuse of trashing the house and accuse our children of mischievous arson. He actually told us he believed our children had caused the fire. He then proceeded to give us thirty days notice on our rental agreement, though he wanted us to get all of our belongings out of the house within 3 days so that reconstruction could begin immediately.
After consulting with an attorney and speaking with our landlord again, we were allowed a more reasonable time frame to move our salvageable possessions. The process wasn't easy though. We did not have renter's insurance- we will from now on I promise you! So we had to try to salvage what we could in spite of smoke damage. To add insult to injury, the house had no power and we live in the desert, and it was the middle of the summer. The kids all immediately got sick with summer colds and could not be farmed out to friends houses while I worked and could not be with me in the house under such conditions. God is good though. Grandma was able to keep them with her at work- though she did not get much work done with my very demanding toddler around. I however did get work done in the house, cleaning every item before packing it. I kept my shirt wet with cool water and hydrated my body with the same. I was out of the sun, so it wasn't that bad- though if I could have had A/C I would have gladly taken it. After a week or so, the kids were all better and had a grand ole time at their friends houses while I delt with our stuff. It was amzing how much we ended up getting rid of. What was more amazing was how much we still had! I made my husband promise me that we will never, ever, again have so much stuff!
So once our stuff was taken care of, the question became where were we going to put our remaining stuff and ourselves for that matter? Our neighbors kindly hosted us for a couple of days. Just long enough for my brother and sister-in-law to leave my mother-in-laws house. They had been visiting at the time of the fire. We knew we would be welcome there as long as we needed, but it was pretty out of the way for us and the gas prices were going to cost us more than rent had. What we didn't know was that there was already a place for us... which I will talk about in my next post.
In which we will discuss our current and future living situation, as well as the true cause of the fire.