Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Nothing Happens . . . Then Everything Happens

For the past 3.5 years we have lived in a place we love.

My parent's basement. 

We've loved it for many reasons. The biggest, of course, are the two amazing people we get to see every single day. Which also means Caleb gets to see them every single day. They are the most generous, gracious, easy-going people I know. Their faith in Jesus Christ is evident in even the smallest details of their lives: from resolving conflict, to serving others even when they have a million things to do, to taking time to listen and share.


Our journey has taken some turns we didn't expect, including the latest one: a house of our own.

It's old.



It's a foreclosure.



It's perfect for us.




  

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