But we didn’t get it. I thought I would be very disappointed. Suffering from that sinking feeling. But surprisingly enough I have a “life marches on” mentality about it. Maybe is proves that the house wasn’t meant for us? Maybe it’s just me maturing a bit in this area? For whatever the reason I’m thankful for the peace of mind. We didn’t really have warm fuzzies about putting the offer in in the first place. We offered more… a lot more… than the asking price. I think we were in the running because they got back to us asking if we’d match one of the other offers that was higher, but by the time we got back to them they decided to just go along with that higher offer. This experience really shows how competitive it is here in the bay area. At least 30 people were at the open house. The house was only on the market 3 days. Last I heard there were 13 offers on the home. We never experienced this kind of competition in SoCal.
I’m reminded that a house doesn’t make your home. Yes, it’s convenient knowing you don’t run the risk of being evicted like renters do, but your home really is where your loved ones are. The Lord blesses his people in so many ways. The fact that I have my family and a comfortable roof over my head is an abundance of blessings. To take it a step further, this life really isn’t our “home” anyway. We are pilgrims going through a journey in this life, but it is not our home. It’s best not to get hung up on these things too much because in the grand scheme it really isn’t that important. We are provided for. Sooooo in the meantime we wait. We will keep looking, hoping, praying that our renting days may be over soon, but rejoice in the comforts that we already enjoy.