I share this part of the story as a way to remember the small (and big) ways that the Lord provides for his children. I want to remember every detail of the past couple of years so that I can see how the Lord has grown (and hopefully) matured us as we have learned to trust and depend totally on Him for all things.
So off we went to KY to find a place to live. We were foolishly optimistic and thought that we could find a place to live in two days and be done in time to spend Father's day with Mike's (my husband) family. Now, you must know 3 things that made this idea foolish:
1.) We had never visited this city before so we did not know where to begin looking.
2.) We had two dogs that were also going to be moving with us. Most landlords (that we have met) DO NOT like pets!
3.) Probably the most critical obstacle- we needed to move in 2 weeks!!!
Well, we arrived in town and stopped at the first apartment complex we saw that was near the seminary. We were excited because the outside of the complex looked nice and they allowed pets. When we talked to the people about price it was well over what we thought we could afford- which at that point was very little because we had no jobs. Ha! So we left and I am ashamed to admit I was already in tears over the situation. And I don't mean crying a little bit. I mean what we Southerners call "bawling" and telling Mike that I didn't want to leave my first job, all of my friends, and our first home to come here. The truth was I was afraid. We were stepping out into the unknown and it was a first for me. I was just beginning to come to a true knowledge of Jehovah-Jirah- God our provider.
The search continued for the rest of the day. We drove all around town looking for somewhere to live. All of the apartments we found (via craigslist mind you) were either too expensive, too far from the seminary (the only thing we were sure of), or wouldn't allow pets. Our dogs at this point were our only "children" (I laugh at that thought now) and there was no way we were getting rid of them.
We went to areas of town that felt very unsafe. As we approached one particular house, I was looking over at Mike who was driving and saying, "No" repeatedly. He would reassure me with, "It's okay. It's probably safer than it seems. Let's just look at it." The landlord was at the house waiting for us.When we got out at the house and looked through the
The second day in KY started much like the last. Mike found a house on the ad board at the Seminary that was the right price and from the pics it looked perfect. We were told it was "a stones throw away" from the seminary. Well when we found the house it was about 25 minutes from the seminary and needed A LOT of work. It also needed a refrigerator, an oven, and none of our furniture would have fit in the rooms. In the midst of our disappointment over the house, the landlord's daughter found out that I was a teacher. She told me that she had been a teacher in the city for 20 years. I started to get excited thinking that she would be a great connection for a job. She then informed me that I would never get a job in this county, and if I did it would be in the "WORST part of town" (which I would have been totally fine with,even prefer,but that's another post) because that is where they put all "new teachers like me". Yeah, well you can guess how I was feeling at that point. It took all that I had not to burst into tears right in front of that lady. I just nodded and fell silent as Mike quickly tried to get us out of there.
Once we were in the car, I lost it again. We were both at our wits end and did not know where to look next. To be continued...