A year ago today we made an official offer on the veterinary practice we currently own.
We first visited the practice on our way home from watching Georgia get beat by LSU in the SEC Championship game in Atlanta.
3 days later we made an offer that would change everything.
(this is what the practice looked like that day)
If you've been reading Southern Soul Mates for a while, you know I suddenly slacked on my blogging big time at the end of last year.
At the very end of November we received a phone call from one of Brandon's former professors and mentors about a practice for sale.
He knew we'd been looking for a while and that many of the avenues we pursued fell apart for one reason or another.
Brandon and I talked briefly about it and he called the then-owner of the practice and we scheduled to tour it and meet just a few short days later.
From the beginning of December to the first of March we were pretty much sworn to secrecy due a confidentiality agreement that we signed when we made an offer on the practice.
Our lives were suddenly chaotic with trying to find a house, making offers, negotiating, getting approved for loans, asking our loved ones to loan us money for down payments, and so much more.
You can't even begin to imagine the amount of paperwork that ensued when we started the rigorous process of buying a business and a home.
There were hundreds of details to work out and there were some times that it looked like the whole deal might fall apart.
After looking very seriously at 3 different houses and making offers and trying not to be disappointed, our first 2 choices didn't work out.
This was the first house we looked at, but they wouldn't budge on the price, so too bad.
This was the second house we looked at. Someone made an offer on it the day before us, but ended up having to do several thousand dollars worth of repairs on it. Ironically, it's across the street from the house we bought.
As you know, this is the house we ended up with!
It's the smallest of the 3, but this is the one that was meant to be. This house also has the largest lot of all the houses-several acres.
We made an offer on the last house on January 8 and on that same day there were 3 other people who attempted to make an offer on it as well.
After a few counteroffers we agreed on a price and thanks to my amazing mother-my real estate agent-, we closed on the house on February 8.
The closing just happened to be in downtown Savannah, which was only 20 min. from the practice Brandon worked at at the time-we knew God had His hand it.
During the closing the were some major speed bumps and it almost didn't happen, but after prayer and patience, three hours later we exited the building on Bryan Street with the keys to our new house.
Brandon's last day at work was on February 25th, so while we were technically homeowners, it really didn't feel like it because our new home was 2 hour drive from where we lived.
Plus, we took a huge risk by closing on a house before the practice.
If the practice fell through we'd be in a major predicament, but we had faith.
We hauled our last load from Daisy on February 26th and closed on the practice on February 29th.
Everything went smoothly with the practice closing.
When people ask me if I'm okay with our new town and if I like it, I say that while it's not a place I would have ever chosen on a map, I know without a shadow of a doubt that we are where God has called us and placed us.
It is mind blowing how He worked out every single detail of our endeavor.
Every cent of money that we needed for down payments was loaned to us by loving family members without question.
Every obstacle was overcome. Every test was passed. Every prayer was answered.
That's the way it works when it's the Lord's plan.
It wasn't easy, but it was so worth it.
I know what it's like to wait. I've written several posts in the past about waiting, disappointments, and being angry and frustrated at God.
While at the time it seemed like we might never get an answer or even an open window, I look back and thank God that He didn't act when we wanted Him to, when we expected Him to.
During those times I grew in ways I didn't realize I needed to.
I'm still growing and learning.
Just because everything worked out according to His plan doesn't mean it's been a bed of roses.
But, it's humbling and satisfying to know we are where we are supposed to be.
I look back and I can not believe a year has passed by since we started this chapter of our lives.
We are blessed and we know that the One who gave us what we have can take it all away, so we don't take one day for granted.
We know we have been called to this place to do His great works.
If you're in a waiting season or feel disappointed, or like the Lord is ignoring your pleas, don't give up the faith.
His timing is so perfect and He has something planned for you that is far better than anything you could ever dream up for yourself.
If you are only willing to go where He sends you, be prepared to take an amazing journey to get there, because it will be nothing short of that.
He is the perfect pilot.
"I waited patiently for the Lord; he inclined to me and heard my cry. He drew me up from the pit of destruction, out of the miry bog, and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure. He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Many will see and fear, and put their trust in the Lord. Blessed is the man who makes the Lord his trust..."