No Straight Lines
I have a married couple in my life who are quickly becoming spiritual mentors to Jenny and me. They’ve been around since we began really conceptualizing and moving on Micah 6 Community and our work here in Pontiac.
They are quite fond of mentioning (usually when I am not in the mood to hear it) that God rarely works in straight lines.
This was true of our house today. For the better part of a month we have been negotiating the price of a house we were hoping to buy on the southeast part of the city. Meanwhile, a pipe broke in the basement, spewing hot water and filling the house with steam.
This was nice for us because it knocked the price down a bit, but we had to think about what the long term effects would result from the house being steamed for a week. We walked through several times and we were sure that this was the house God had for us. To be safe, however, we decided to hire an inspector to come in and see things before we put out name on the contract and handed over our money.
He showed up today and pointed out some things that we knew and had budgeted for: new roof, new porch, etc. He walked the whole house and then went into the basement where the water had been spewing. Immediately he shook his head.
“Is this your first house?” he asked.
“Yes.” I answered.
“Don’t do it.” He pointed the flashlight all around the basement, at spot after spot of slimy dark circles. “Black mold.”
So, the search continues.
We were having dinner with some new friends the next night. She asked how house searching was coming along and I told her about our botched inspection.
“You know,” she said. “It is going to happen. It will be a last minute thing. You have to know that.”
“I don’t appreciate that though. I kind of feel like God’s hanging me out to dry.”
“Of course he is.” she said. “Otherwise you’d be able to say that you did it. If God just lets you wear yourself out until you’re out of options, then comes through you have no one to thank but him.”
Life delivers hard wisdom.