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When the dream tarries

“This vision-message is a witness pointing to what’s coming. It aches for the coming—it can hardly wait! And it doesn’t lie. If it seems slow in coming, wait. It’s on its way. It will come right on time.” Habakkuk 2:3 MSG

It’s been one long, one tough year. The year began with Dave and I publishing his book and going through the motions of massive disappointment at the way publishers in Kenya work. The book came with errors. As in 1 in every 4 books had a major error leave alone the minor ones all had. It broke us. You see, we had wanted to publish the book in 2015 but marriage was a priority. So we waited 3 years to do this. God provided. No doubt! But paying for excellence and getting a shoddy job disheartened us. That was the first quarter of 2018.

The second quarter had us reeling from this but it softened with the promise of new life. And everything felt different. We were walking into the unknown but we were confident in God’s provision. What He gives or starts, He sustains, right? But things far beyond our ability to explain happened and we were back to crooning broken dreams again.

The third quarter as you may have picked up if you’re a regular here just swung a blow on us. It looked like our dreams were dying. And honestly, to still be standing this far is nothing short of a miracle. We’re still finding our way. Not back. There is no life before this. Whatever it was, we can barely remember it beyond how we were marked. So we’re finding our way forward. Our time in the ditch may be what gave my husband the much needed chutzpah to switch jobs. At a certain point, you go through something that makes you just say, “Enough ! That’s it ! I can’t stay here any longer. I’m changing everything.” That’s what we did.

Last Saturday, we picked up the keys to our new residence and the feeling was surreal. Our landlady’s former tenant had left and she had prayed to get a Christian tenant. One particular day after going to view a gorgeous house on the wrong side of the tracks, we were stuck in traffic when I saw the to let sign. I called her right there and then while we waited for traffic to clear up and set up a day to view the house. She was warm, friendly, honest and Dave and I were seriously ministered to when we went to view the house. In a way, because she and her son would pray in the house for their tenants and for the property, we feel like we’re moving to an altar, a charged spiritual environment. It’s so surreal and equally challenging.

When Dave and I saw the house the first time, we were like Goldilocks saying those words that make you sigh contentedly. “It’s enough.” For us. The house is just right for us and we’re so grateful. We had wanted this in the first year of our marriage but finances can switch off the lights of anyone’s dream. So it tarried. Along with our other dreams, we’d sing Take Courage by Kristene DiMarco and Amy Renee Miller’s Before I Arrive song till our lungs got weak but we made it to the other side. We’re moving houses and I’m done writing my book. What a year!

I used to dream about what I’d do with our home so I started right where we were. The house we’re moving out from was unlike many in our area and even in the city because of what I did with it. Took some ingenuity and it even birthed a business in me. To be here is such a dream come true. After all we’ve been through, after all the hoping and wanting and crying, it’s been surreal. We’re thankful.

Here’s a digital design I created of an initial, probably done before we were married, concept I had for the house.

The house doesn’t have the same bones as the one in the pic but the blue colour and other ideas are very much in the works. I’ll even get to expand the business the way I wanted adding mirrors, side tables and maybe chandeliers that I’ll make so I’m excited about that. Doing the first sunburst mirror today.

Maybe I’ll get to share the results here too. All I know for sure is what Habbakuk promises. Though the wait stretches longer than we’d desire, it will surely come. As sure as the sunrise. As sure as God’s love and promise.


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    November 19, 2018 at 3:08 pm

    First of all, cannnnnnnnotttt wait to read your book!
    Third, I am always quite so very extremely inspired by your words! God bless you and your fam so much <3

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      November 19, 2018 at 7:51 pm

      Victoria! Loooool. Me too. Rushing and not rushing it as I edit for now. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

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