Does anyone ever really get “here”? Probably not, we’ll be chasing it our whole lives, but I can say I am very proud of how far my husband and I have come. When I first met Wesley at a church youth group he was working at Six Flags as a character. He mostly wore the Sylvester costume and it’s a forever joke now. We dated for a year and were engaged for two years, there was no hurry we just took our time, for most of our engagement we had no plans. He had moved to a small warehouse job making minimum wage and I still had no job. My dad always encouraged me to take the time out of high school and focus on the church and ministry and so I did just that.
We knew in order to get married and get our own place I would have to get a “real” job. So the second I jumped into a receptionist position at a travel agency we planned our wedding 4 months later.
We were so broke we couldn’t even pay attention. (ha) We started in a tiny little apartment with all hand-me-down furniture. We didn’t even have a bed! We slept on an air mattress for the first couple months and then a big air bubble formed in the middle and it was knocking us off the bed so we popped it and ended up just sleeping on the floor. We were broke but we were happy we had each other.
We then moved to a parsonage house in the back of my uncles church and somehow we still didn’t have a bed? (haha, apparently that was last on our list) We ended up with a hand-me-down futon and at the time had taken in two huge dogs (Not sure why two broke people would get two big dogs, looking back it makes no sense). All four of us slept in that little double futon and in the morning it would be folded in on us so we were all on top of each other. I honestly don’t know what we were thinking, but we loved our life. We eventually ended up getting a queen size bed, and that was heaven.
If it weren’t for my dad, I’m not sure we would have survived. We would call him up and ask him to fill our gas tanks so we could get to work. We would meet him down there and line our cars up. He was a huge blessing and we forever owe him.
I’m sure everyone was wondering what we were going to do with our lives. But eventually God blessed us with amazing jobs and the money started rolling in.
During those hard times and believe me it was hard, we never let it get in the way of serving God. The thought never even crossed my mind to blame being broke and having no money on God. Growing up in the church I knew it was just a small piece of the puzzle and we couldn’t see the bigger picture that God was painting.
Fast forward 11 years and we have owned 2 houses and sold 1. We got babies and reliable cars and brand new furniture and everything we could ever want. When people walk into my house I am filled with pride not because all the material things matter so much to me but because we worked hard to get here. It was not just handed down to us, we worked for it and we haven’t stopped working.
I believe God will bless you but I also believe you gotta work for it. God will bless you through your hard work and faithfulness. We have many more dreams we want to fulfill but right now we are sitting back and enjoying this season of our life because God can give but He can also take away and we are promised nothing tomorrow.