Yay! We’re homeowners! After many months of praying to find a house within the area where we recently lived, with a commute time relatively close distance to NYC for Perze’s job, within our price range, with enough space for all four of us, a good school system for Emma, and still close enough for us to traverse to south jersey for weekends to participate in our ministries. The search proved tough around our area since taxes are high around us, and the prices of homes for a three bedroom proved to seem impossible. Compared to homes in south jersey, it felt difficult to find a house that fit our criteria that was within our price range. A lot of houses we saw were either too old, too dirty, too worn, too small, too expensive, or two bedrooms. But everything was in God’s perfect time. We had the amazing pleasure to have met a christian realtor, who not only really walked novices through such a stressful process, who met us at every quick opportunity to schedule showings, gave us helpful advice, but who we have gotten to know on a personal level- being encouraged to know that he’s very active in […]
i hate living here. one two. counting my blessings… check. one two | ches is grateful…| one more for the mic test: ches is grateful that i can make up & sing nonsense songs i am not forced to drink rat milk i have all my fingers to play piano and guitar i’ve never lost the 2 rings i’ve worn since ’97. socks that i can still be grateful lunches @ friendly’s long GAP blue & black scarf from A.Grace/K.Rodel the people can still tell great love stories that people still live great love stories God’s strength…His patience…ya…despite the accusations made against Him, He let time weave justice and bestowed grace. *urr* His chest at the time must have felt so heavy inside…with a fine line between grace and revenge. wow. He chose mercy. He chose forgiveness. He chose love. *sigh* His deeds are so incomparable. His standard set so high… old friends who still care and say hello, how are you?