My husband and I are planning to move to a nearby city in near future. We plan to buy our own house there and mortgage it to the bank. Otherwise, we would never be able to have a house. We’ve been moving from one rented house to another for the last four years. It’s pretty tiring.
It’s not going to be big, the house. I haven’t seen it yet. But I think it’ll suite our needs well. Matter of fact, I don’t wanna live in big house. There’s only four of us, though there’s a possibility that my in-laws would be very please to be able to live with their son again. But, I’ll try to avoid that possibilty as hard as I can.
The house will have two bedrooms, one bathroom, a small kitchen at the side, one small living room and a carport. It’s a new house. Have just been built. Well, actually, it haven’t been built yet. The developer said it’ll be finish six month from now.
If I move to that city, I will be living far from my close friends. I’ll be living far from job opportunity. I haven’t build my career yet, so it would be difficult for me to have a job that can be done from home. All the job opportunities, mostly reside in Jakarta. So, I have to prepare myself to unable to produce self-income. Have to be prepared on staying just at home and watching the kids. Being fully a household workers.
When my husband first propose the idea of living in a city far away from the city’s busyness, I promptly said NO! His career has been built since he was 21 years old. He is now capable of generating income while working mainly at home.
As for me, I haven’t even started my profesional career yet.
But, I am now still learning to manage my self, esspecially my heart. I don’t know what would become of me in the future. But I hold strong on God’s plan. I believe God have plan on everything. That’s why I didn’t want to rush it.
This is reminds me of the door philosophy.
On top of me, there’s a door. I wish to open it, but the door is locked. I don’t know how to enter it. Maybe I don’t try hard enough. I try over and over, using various ways. Still, it stood silent and coldly. Unmoved.
Then in front me, lies another door. I reach for the handle. Without giving any significant strength, the door cracks open a little, giving me a slit wide enough to peak and see what awaits inside.
I believe that any door God is opening in front of us, there will be waiting another journey in the other side of that door.
So, I won’t deny it nor haste it. Let’s just wait and see.