March 6th, 2014
A Risky Adventure
I went to my Moms Group last week and we were talking about what our family values are. To help us figure this out we had cards with descriptive words and definitions printed on them and we would keep whatever words we felt fit.
For example~
Adventure: an unusual and exciting, experience or activity.
OR
Risk: a situation involving exposure to danger.
There were at least 40 cards to choose from and "adventure" was the one that stuck out to me. In discussing our choices, someone asked me why I didn't also choose Risk. My response was that I like Adventure but Risk kinda freaks me. Adventure vs Risk is to me- rock climbing with ropes vs. without. Without is harder for me to do even if I know I have the skills it's just risky. You're putting it All out there!!!
And so this brings me to what was really on my mind while all of us ladies were talking about family values-
I was thinking about a Risky Adventure.
In October, we were approached asking if we would be interested in an old house that would need to be moved. There had been discussion of either burning it down or demolishing it but for some reason they thought of Luke and I. I guess they knew that we aren't do life normally type of people. I think it is fun that people often times see us better than we see ourselves. We thought a little bit about this possible adventure but didn't pursue it any further, until...
March, March is when I finally told my husband about an encounter I had had months ago. I was driving by the house after school drop off and I felt an overwhelming sense that God was telling me He was going to give the Cherry Street House to me. I was so overwhelmed by this that I was moved to tears followed by disbelief and so I held onto my little secret encounter with the Holy Spirit for 5 months.
I can't remember what was the catalyst but I finally told Luke my story thinking he would say, I'm not sure but some form of no, and instead his response was, "Go for it!" He is the Risk taker of the two of us. Maybe he is Risk and I'm Adventure. ;)
So, here we are. I'm sharing this story not knowing what the result of my hearing and believing is going to produce. I've definitely been calculating the risk of moving a House Built in the 1870's and so are the loan officers. I've called real estate agents, structural movers, loan officers, plumbers, contractors, cities, counties and more. It doesn't sound that complicated, right? Moving a house can't be that hard. Well let's just say, I haven't found very many people that have done what we might do but the people I have found I would describe as Risk takers. They are the people that don't do life the normal way. Who wants to be normal anyway? That doesn't sound very Adventurous.
We have found a piece of land and even though no offer has been made I have this sneaking suspicion that we are about to embark on a Risky Adventure...