The past few weeks have been so full with Clarkston happenings. So, before we head out for a long-weekend-vacation, I wanted to send an update.
We closed on the third house in the subdivision last week. It’s amazing that we are finally there…being would-be builders has been an education.
Our own timing for moving has been changed. It’s been hard to find facts about what it will take (time and money) to renovate the bungalow basement in order to feasibly live there as a family as our house in Clarkston is being built. So…until we can get some clarity there, our house is off the market. It makes me somewhat sad, but I do know that God’s timing is being worked out so clearly.
One of the ways we’ve seen His timing has been in the way that our dance with the city has gone. At every turn, we’ve been grateful for the integrity and responsiveness of city officials. But, we’ve also had roadblocks along the way that have taken time to hurdle. As of last week, it seems apparent that we will be able to apply for a building permit for our house without encountering the red tape that we’ve been anticipating (due to codes, zoning, etc.). That is huge, and we’re grateful that God slowed us down in the spring. We see now that, had we pressed ahead with our dealings then, we would have been very frustrated and tied up in red tape right about now. Instead, it looks like it could be clear sailing toward starting our house. He does know and He does see!
The sweetest thing this week, though, was our first neighborhood gathering. We had a pot-luck dinner together and had the chance to sit around the dinner table and do the fun and awkward dance of learning about each other. A meal shared is an amazing platform for relationships to be born. It was special, and it was hopeful for all, I think. Each family has come to their place in the subdivision with much surrender, grace, prayer, and challenge. It was sweet to celebrate some tangible victory as we sat in the kitchen of one of the homes.
Thank you for journeying with us!