As of this morning our Utah house is officially sold. Signed, funded, transferred, sold. The entire experience with our family moving to California has required and built a lot of faith. Immediately after T's job interview we went to the temple to ask Heavenly Father what He wanted for our family. I received the distinct impression that we were going to get the job, we should take the job, and everything would be fine for our family. T wisely told me to write down what I'd felt.
We put our house up for sale last August and as the months went by I clung to the impression I had in the temple. Then we closed on our CA house, then we found out we were having twins, then a few other things didn't turn out quite how we thought they would and I found myself referring to the paper T had advised me to write. I began pleading with Heavenly Father that we would be able to sell our house or be under contract by the time the girls were born. Prior to A & M's births I'd managed our family finances. I knew we could make it one month past when they were born and then we'd be in trouble. Double house payments and double baby costs just don't mix.
Late in the evening of Thursday, May 21, we received an offer on our home. By Friday night we were under contract. On Monday the girls were born. Today, exactly one month after the girls' births, the buyers' financing went through and the house was transferred to its new owners.
It's amazing to me to see how Heavenly Father is always aware of us. That doesn't mean that He gives us exactly what we want, but He does give us what we need. Though a lot of things about our move turned out far different than what I'd hoped for, I trust that Heavenly Father has everything under control. Sometimes our circumstances only make sense to us in retrospect and I'm learning to have faith until then.
