I haven't blogged in a while. It was 6 months on Sunday that we've been living in the RV, all six of us. It's been difficult spending the winter with no running water, having to boil it to wash dishes. No indoor plumbing other than in the house which between the RV and house was frigid, cold air. Days passed with constant rain and we, the 4 children and I huddled in the RV with not much room to move. Getting dressed or making the bed was snug. Cooking was challenging because of the small oven. They say that parents shouldn't argue in front of the children, well, for us there was no place that we could let these stresses out, unless we wanted to go freeze in the house after 9pm; once the kids were sleeping. (kids always find you when you want to be alone lol) I spent my evenings in my 8x8 room in the RV while my husband worked on the house; missing countless fellowship opportunities and homeschool meetings. Homeschooling was a challenge due to the lack of space.
It has not only been hard for me, the whole family has been tried and push beyond our own strength. It's difficult to not be emotional even as I write this.
Our family has had it's times of trials and difficulties. I think this one is the most trying we've faced. At one point, just recently, I really thought I had reached my end. I needed out. We often hear people say, "I think I'm going to loose my mind", this saying is over used because I have felt what it would be like to loose my mind.
Saturday, after being rude and disrespectful to my mother, I went to the RV and cried like a baby... "I can't do this anymore God! Rescue me please!" He heard my cry. My heart was comforted even as I cried some more. Everything wasn't perfect. I wasn't taken out of my circumstance but I knew God was near me, holding me.
We are still in the RV for another 2 or 3 weeks. The siding is almost done, just one more face to finish. The insulation has been placed in 3/4 of the house. The next step is the drywall and plastering. Once that is done, the primer sprayed on all walls, we can move in. It will of been a 7 months wait.
I'm glad I didn't know what it would be like. I hope and pray that I will never have to experience something like this again. It was humbling to live in this trailer while people drove by and saw you coming out in your pj running to the house to use the washroom in the house. To be in a state of bare necessities. Things falling over when you grabbed a pencil out from under something...
I'm climbing the mountain again, with God by my side, holding me up. Soon it will be over and I'll do jumping jacks all around my bedroom, bake two things at a time, boil three things at a time, teach four kids at a time, have five people walking around at the same time, six people sitting together for a meal and the one thing I miss the most is having my computer on all day, playing instrumental hymns or playing the fundamental christian radio station via the Internet.
That day is coming and I'm getting ready for it.
Yesterday, I read in Proverbs 4 which said to look forward, not the left nor to the right.
I'm pressing on, claiming victory on my latest battle.
Keep climbing.
