Today is Fat Tuesday, and Lent starts tomorrow. Past years I have given up numerous things like cookies (always hard because it is Girl Scout Time), the elevator (lasted a day), soda, tea, chocolate and so on and so on.
Many of these years I failed. Not that I wanted to but because I don't think it what was God wanted me to do, but what I wanted to do. I have had years when I felt God leading me to give up something and it turned out to be the best thing for our family. Amazing how that works.
Well, this year I decided to take something on instead of giving up .
Bo and I prayed and thought and ran the number and we came to the conclusion that I should stay at home. We went from trying to pay off our house early to cutting every cost imaginable. What a change. After two years of being at home I wouldn't have it any other way.
In those two years I have felt several times that we are still being called to get rid of our mortgage payment.
Except selling our house. A house that the three of us love. A house that is in so many ways perfect for us. And imperfect all at the same time. A house that Bo owned before we were married. A house we came home to after our honeymoon. A house Boo came home from the hospital. A house my dad helped us paint and install ceiling fans. A house that has been our home for so many years. And now I have this feeling we are suppose to get it ready to put it on the market.
Which brings me back to lent and a kitchen cabinet. As I cleaned out the spice cabinet I was thinking about lent I was thinking about how many cookies or how much soda I could drink before the start of Lent. Well, I don't think that is what I'm suppose to do.
I'm going to take on cleaning out one cabinet, drawer, closet, something a day for the next 40 days. While I do this I plan on praying for God's plan for our house, our attitude towards selling or staying, and remembering Jeremiah 29:11 knowing God has a plan for us.