Where God Closes a Door...

Welp… the main reason we moved to the north Georgia area has just been removed from our future plans.  Don’t get me wrong.  We love where we live and although the house we are in is a bit of a fixer upper, it’s where God wants us.  How do we know?  Well, lots of prayer during the process.  We prayed for the 2 years before we started working with an agent and continued to pray for the right agent, the right house, for God to close the door if we picked the wrong one (many opportunities for God to close a door during a home purchase process).  He never did stop our purchase or move.

Let’s back up to about 4 years ago… Bj started teaching adjunct at a north Georgia college and loved it.  Talks began about making him the chair of a new minor degree.  It would be ideal as he was looking to retire from teaching social studies for a local county alternative high school.  As we were still young in our love relationship, this spurred things on as far as planning a future.  We both were drawn to the mountains and weekend dates usually entailed long drives to the north Georgia mountains and what we called “daydreaming”.  Daydreaming meant we were checking out local towns as our possible future home after we got married.  After all, he was going to eventually be teaching full time at the college and me being almost 20 years younger, would commute for a time and eventually find a job closer to home. 

Well, God has other plans.  Although a part time teacher at this college, the school suddenly cut his pay back to adjunct and won’t return numerous calls in an effort to correct this or find out what happened.  Since Bj has over 40 years of experience in this field, working for basically minimum wage as a college teacher, is not really an option.  It is no longer an investment in his future as the minor degree has stalled and the college isn’t really growing in that field.  It’s sad and a bit discouraging to both of us actually. 

I’m here to encourage and love on my husband though.  Sometimes we need to close a door before another one can open so I’m believing that this door closing was necessary.  How else are we going to find out what God really has planned for us up here?  It’s obviously not what we were planning on.  God’s sense of humor is fascinating, isn’t it?  But He loves us and we are to live our lives for Him, not us anyway. 

I can’t wait to see what He has planned.  

Photo by Kelly Rayborn
on one of our "daydreaming" trips