Not Homeless...Just Houseless

Here we are again, the second time in our life...houseless. It would'nt be fair or correct to say we're 'homeless', even though we are inbetween homes, again. Though we have encountered the obstacles of not having an address. You can't do anything without an address. Fortunately we thought ahead this time and set up a post office box before we lost our home address. But even then, most places will not accept a PO Box number and require a physical address. Then there's the joy, and challenge of living with somebody, if you're fortunate. In our case we're living with our 29 year old son. This in itself is ironic and comical. Our son moved out of the house when he was 18 and moved back into our home when he was 25. He, in fact, just moved out and back on his own about three months ago. Then we sell our house and...surprise! We didn't even need to ask, he volunteered before the subject even came up, what a sweetie! As I said earlier this isn't our first time. Our first, exactly 25 years ago. We were living in Missouri, in a two story old and cool, I might add, Mother-in-law house. we had three of our children at that time, the boys. The twins were 4 and our baby, 1. We had a wonderful solid church home, with wonderful close friends. My hubby had a great job that well, what can I say, it was the 80's. The first of large corporations liquidating their work staff and merging with other large corporations. (Maybe not the first in history, but the first in our lives.) There were a sequence of events that happened 25 years ago. We were ready to move out of renting and into home ownership. I was home working on our budget, and had just completed a budget plan that would allow us to be able to afford to purchase a home. Only one little problem, we didn't have a down payment. The phone rang and it was somebody we hadn't heard from for a while. They explained that they had been blessed by God and wanted to bless somebody else. God had laid us on their hearts. They wanted to give us a down payment for a house. They didn't even know we were looking for a house. Then as we proceeded with our house search, my hubby's job made their huge announcement. Fortunately for us we were able to take advantage of a volunteer package, and after much prayer and advice we felt God was leading us to Indiana. My brother -in-law and sister-in-law opened their home to us for three months. God, of course has blessed us, and now here we go again. Only this time we get to stay in town. This is obviously where God wants us! How about you? Can you relate?