How many times have you seen displayed on the news a sad and heartbreaking story of an elderly lady or gentleman who was duped by some con-artist for every penny they had in their life savings? As we watch the details unfold we ask ourselves, “How in the world did they fall for such an obvious scheme?”.
Sometimes, my friends, it is not obvious. Sometimes the victims are not elderly. Sometimes the would-be victims are a family of ten.
Did you see the blessing in that last statement? Would-be victims.
God is amazing at taking what the enemy intends to use against us and turning it for our good. This time that good isn’t just good, it is fantastic!
It is not an easy feat to find a rental house for a large family. Add homeschooling and homesteading to that and you have narrowed the field even further. We just cannot do a postage stamp sized yard. It looks like a clown circus out there when the kids head outside to play. I can hear the clown music playing in my head at this very moment.
When you find a house advertised in multiple publications that meets all of your needs and even surprises you with a few extra blessings, you call right then. We did. After a great phone conversation we scheduled a showing. A walk around the house and property and a little haggling had us signing a lease and paying a deposit along with the first month’s rent.
Then comes the gigantic to-do list that is a part of moving from one house to another: give written and verbal notice to current landlords, hunt down ever-elusive boxes, three weeks to pack up everything, one week to clean old house and make it ready for the next family, utilities to turn on and utilities to turn off. The list goes on and on and on.
Let me interrupt this story for a moment to add a little detail that has plagued me for more than two weeks now. My washing machine broke. The little sensor that controls the water fill went kaput. Eight kids, cloth diapers, husband in construction, two puppies, and no laundromat within a 25 mile radius. We have spent the past 2+ weeks washing essentials by hand. The part needed to repair my washer finally arrived today. I will be washing clothing 24 hours a day for the next few days just to catch up.
Back to the story. I cannot quite describe the sense of panic that wells up when you call the current tenant of your future home to acquire utlitity information to be told that the person claiming to be the owner of the house really isn’t. I don’t think I can adequately describe the feeling of your heart bottoming out into your knees when the real owner calls you and introduces himself. There is no way I can help you to feel and understand my panic when I was told that the fake owner served time for fraud.
It was at that moment that I hit my knees in prayer. We have been beyond blessed by family, friends, readers, and followers who have all been in prayer, calling, and emailing to show their support for our family.
Prayers make a difference!