Sunday afternoon a friend from church called to tell me about a house that had just become open. It sounded like it would suit our needs perfectly, but I didn’t want to get excited until I’d actually spoken with the owner and had seen the house. We have seen some very frightening rental properties so I didn’t want to be disappointed.

We went and saw it yesterday, and left there knowing it would be ours. We’re so happy to have a place to move to! We’ll most likely be moving some time next week; they’re repainting the entire house, cleaning carpets, and rebuilding the entire front porch. Of all the landlords I’ve spoken with in the past two months, these (a father-son team) were by far the most reasonable and willing to work with us. They’ll even let us keep our dog, and even came down a bit on their rent they asked for.

Another thing we’re so excited about is that it’s a block from church; I can look out the window and see the church building. We have really enjoyed living in this town (we’re here in town with friends, but we weren’t sure if that’s where we’d end up), so it’s nice to know we’ll be here for the next little bit.

Just thought I’d share my praise. . .and thanks to all of you who were praying that we’d find a place soon!

This whole looking for a place to rent thing is a whole lot more challenging than I gave it credit for. We have been here almost three weeks now, and still not many serious leads.

Well, ok, there were a few, but none of them have played out favorably yet. We have been amazed – everything we’ve called about has one of three problems: too expensive, too small (the number of 1 bedroom homes out there is amazing!), or too far from Stephen’s job. Then there’s the problem with pets. . .we really don’t want to have to give up our black lab Buddy, but well, if we have to. . . . . .Let’s just say that at this point we’re not ruling that possibility out.

We have an appointment for tomorrow morning to go see a house. From what we do know if it, it sounds adequate for our needs. I really have few expectations at this point – it’s easier that way – but I’m really wondering how it will play out.

Quite a while ago, while I was playing around on the piano one evening, I was thinking and praying about a sermon that I had heard earlier that night. The more I played, the more and more I kept coming back to the same melody. The Lord laid a new song on my heart that night, that I later named “Lord, Teach Me to Pray.”

All I wrote that evening was the chorus. I knew it needed more, and I even knew how the melody would go, but I just didn’t have words for it. They simply weren’t there. I put the song aside and didn’t think more of it for a while.

Then one day, I sat down with it again, and prayed that God would give me the words to finish out the rest of the song. He did. Stephen and I began singing it at our church. The timing was so neat – we began singing it right around the time that our church began the One Hour Watchers program.

We moved here to IN, and the song remained in our notebook of music that we use for solos, although we hadn’t used it yet here. I remarked to Stephen last night that the song has been in my mind lately. He asked me if I would mind if we used the song in the worship service – as a praise song for the congregation to sing. I was pretty suprised. He had me type the words up and we left for church.

I cannot begin to describe how it felt to hear our congregation singing a song that I wrote. Sometimes you can just hear a congregation worship. . .that’s one of the things I love about being a church pianist. . .it’s such a great vantage point to hear the congregation sing. And last night, they were worshipping. With a song that God gave me. It was amazing. Wonderful, and yet, truly humbling. It was an incredible blessing to hear something that God gave me being used as a blessing to others.

Little man and I both had doctor visits today. They were something else. Poor guy – his ear infection is still not completely gone so the doctor prescribed him more meds to hopefully get it cleared up soon.

For me, I could write a book about the day’s appointments, but I won’t. I’ll spare you (big grin here). When Stephen lost his job last year, I had to go off the meds I take for Insulin Resistance and the PCOS. We just couldn’t afford them. I was frustrated about it, but that was a part of life, so why complain?

At today’s visit, I brought it up to my new doctor (it was my first visit with her) that I needed a refill. She decided that since it had been so long since I had had everything tested (the diabetes testing, the hormone levels, thyroid, etc), that she wanted me to have it all tested again. She wrote me out a prescription for the metformin for now, but after we get bloodwork results back, we’ll re-evaluate whether or not the dose is correct or not. When I was originally diagnosed with the PCOS, surely the doctor ran all the hormone tests, but I honestly do not remember that she did. It is a relief to be having them tested now. After having gone through infertility, one thing I am thankful for is the knowledge I’ve gained. It will be nice to have concrete answers to some of my questions.

The hospital is also supposed to be calling me about some more tests and ultrasounds that I need to have done. Since we do not know my family history because of my adoption, there are some things that the doctor feels would be better if we test now just to be sure. Hopefully they’ll have an appointment for me soon.

The doctor also prescribed me meds for my elbow. It started bothering me a few weeks ago, but I dismissed it thinking that I had slept on it wrong. She seemed to think that it was just inflamed in the joint. I’m hoping that she’s right and that the pain and stiffness will go away.

Well, here I am trying to keep it short and I’ve still written a book! I’m sorry.

God has been teaching me some amazing things about Himself and my walk with Him, and I hope to be able to share about them some time soon. Since I use a borrowed computer here, I don’t like to tie it up for very long at once. Maybe I should journal it by hand and then just type it all in late in the evening when everyone else is watching tv. . .

Well, we’re settled in a little bit. It sure is an adjustment to start living with other people. It has been a blessing though.

We have gotten several more leads about houses, and we have called and called and called and. . .lol. We went and looked at a house last night but we’re just not convinced we’re comfortable with it. It’s a nice enough house and all, but the owner is charging too much money for it, especially given the condition that it’s in. One thing that really pulls me though is that it’s located within 3 or 4 blocks of several families from church. Even better is those families are families with kids close to Little man’s age. But. . .the price.

So we continue to look.

Other than that, there’s no real update. We’re here and settled in and that’s about it. Hopefully I’ll have a better update sometime in the near future.

This is probably the last post from me for a while. We’re moving this weekend. Things have been pretty hairy the past few days, and I have no idea when they will actually calm down.

A small update: we still do not have a house to rent yet. A lovely retired couple from church has offered to let us stay there for a little while, so we are moving there this weekend. We would just stay here, but the other family that is moving here that needs this house is moving next week. . .so we’re doing our best-est (I know that’s not a word) to get out so they can get in here. Confused? Me too, lol.

Anyways, if you’d remember us in your prayers, we’d appreciate it!

Ok, Stephen just walked into the room. . .he just got off the phone. . .we’re moving tomorrow. They’ll be here at 11am with a truck. . .

Oiy.