God answers prayers. How do I know that? Because He did for me and my family.
Last Wednesday my wife and I received the news that our mortgage was going to be rejected on a technicality. It had nothing to do with our credit or our ability to afford the loan. It was strictly based on the total number of rooms in the condo that we’ve owned since 2006. ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? We were 10 days away from settlement and we had already paid out over $2500 of our own money to get this house and now, after this condo has been the albatross around our necks for over 10 years, it was once again going to destroy our dream of finding our long-term home.
We immediately went in to scramble mode, wondering if there was any way that we could still make the deal happen. At first, I was too filled with disbelief to really have an emotional reaction. You see, I had tread so carefully and kept my emotions in check throughout most of this process, not wanting to get too excited in the event that something went wrong. We had already had to walk away from one house, and had been outbid on THREE others, so I was sure to not let myself get carried away this time around. But as we got closer and closer to settlement, it just seemed like everything was clicking into place. And I couldn’t help but get excited. That was until that one phone call changed everything.
It seemed that all was lost. So we started to pray HARD! When I say “hard,” I mean “angrily.” Well, for me at least. I was angry and, to be honest, I pleaded with God for answers. I begged Him to show me what I was supposed to learn through this process, regardless of whether or not we ended up getting the house. I couldn’t tell you what I prayed exactly but I’m sure it wasn’t too pleasant. Maybe God was really only listening to my wife and her desperate prayers. But I’m pretty sure that God is able to bear the brunt of my inward temper tantrums and private rebellions and come out unscathed. It’s kind of like a little kid trying to fight a big strong guy and he just has to put his hand on the kid’s forehead to keep him at arms length while the angry child just flails and swings violently at the air.
A funny image indeed.
Anyway, the following day I heard from the loan processor that they were able to resubmit the loan along with the public record of our condo, which led to the mortgage being approved after all. So what I originally thought to be an albatross actually ended up helping us in the end. And they say God doesn’t have a sense of humor?
We are now 7 days away from closing on our new home and we got our official “clear to close” from the mortgage company. Barring an(other) act of God, I hope that this time next week we will have the keys to our new home in hand.
With that being said, we are looking at May 20th as our moving date. If you are interested in helping us with the move, get in touch with me.
Until next time,