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After we moved into our “vintage trailer” I was angry. I didn’t want to live in this tiny 1970’s trailer in the middle of cow country.
I wanted more. I wanted a real house. I wanted the dream in my head of the little suburban home with a deck and backyard.
I was really mad at my new home…even if it was a good financially, a safer neighborhood, and better schools.
I felt my dream of a home was dead.
Sometimes the death of a dream is a good thing, because it makes room for God’s dreams. Months later God started teaching me lessons through my “vintage trailer”.
I learned how blessed I am to have this little home. Because so many in the world have so much less. He started changing my worldview and showing me what He sees. I am so richly blessed.
He also started deepening my dependence on Him for everything. He started showing me the depths of true surrender of our plans and dreams for His. During this process I questioned…Is God’s plan really better?
Then I learned that His plans are never our plans and they are always better. I had to change my perspective of “better”. Better to glorify Him.
Since living in our “vintage trailer” we have grown as a family, my hubby has grown spiritually, I have grown closer to God and we have had opportunities to love on and minister to people.
After the death of a dream came better dreams…His dreams to use us for His glory.