another punch in the gut

Small cracks, over doors, diagonally traveling.... what can this mean?  doors sticking, unsticking, hope its just the weather.  pencil marks and dates are found throughout the house, watching the cracks, hoping for no new lines.  A few patched only to return.... sadly they do.  Recently some grew and so we again had to take off the blinders and face reality.  Foundation issues.  significant issues.

Today the moving house guy came- he has worked on a neighbors house, and was a known entity so he was the first to call- not sure if there will be another or not.  A walk through and short crawl under the house revealed many reasons for cracks developing.  Engineered trusses and I beams are not what they were hoped for... now we shall get to support the local economy.  Oh how weary I feel today.  The details are still to come, Insurance does not cover poor workmanship.

And so again I look to my Heavenly Father is despair and need.  He who protected another of His children allowed this house to be a platform for ministry and life.  He shall give us wisdom and help us discern the next path of attack.  He owns the cattle on a thousand hills, he can tell disease to leave and it goes- just as a king directs His troops.  So too He can provide ... oh may He be glorified in this season of our life, may it not be for naught.

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A few days later I am again living today... for I can not borrow or handle tomorrow today.  And today was Home Show day- we went to see what foundation folks had to offer.  5 booths, many similar, some that made us wary, others that looked good.  We also saw the booth of the one man we had come out, saw the piers he uses and spoke with him a bit.  Next week we should get the first proposal- and begin to consider honestly what needs to be done to stabilize the house so it does not roll in on its crawlspace.

Job... the book of a man who suffered, who had live steamroll him.  He has been on my mind a bit of recent.  MS and foundation issues revealed within days of one another- our world shaken on each account, but again the Lord holds us in the midst of the quake.  We are having conversation and dreaming together, looking at life in new ways these days, weighing the days and trusting God a bit more.

  This morning the bear spoke of how he and God have had some conversations- and what he has heard is "you are not in control".  Oh how often we presume that we are, and then Job moments come to remind us that we truly are not.  The question is when we receive the punch that doubles us over and knocks us off our control diaz where do we land who do we look towards??  I am looking to the one who knows tomorrow and holds my hand through today.