Beware, lol… I talk about God in this post. This is all Melisa 😉 and my recent experiences with the Spirit.
I just plugged in my computer at my desk in my new house. Yeah, I know, we move a lot. There is just enough sanguine in me that I get excited about moving when we need to. When we came to San Diego about three years ago, we lived in a hotel for over a week. 2 adults. 4 children. a cat. in an Extended Stay hotel. Yeah… painting a picture for you? After a week we were flustered and asking God for some direction. As luck would have it, we ran into some sister missionaries at the Mormon Battalion at Old Town here in San Diego. They listened to our story, how we felt God’s hand in telling us to come here and they prayed with us. The next day we found the house we have lived in for the last three years. It was an amazing blessing in our lives. Our church congregation was full of amazing older families and we loved them, but not many younger children – go figure…we joked that it was a group of newly wed and nearly dead families – families we loved. Last year Ellie and Sam started karate in a tiny little beach community of San Diego called Ocean Beach. We have been in love with the area but felt so tied to those we loved in our congregation. If you aren’t familiar, LDS families are assigned to areas, our newly wed, nearly dead area was very small, the congregation was once booming butt in the last 5 years had seen severe decline as the area of the city became more depressed and families moved away. the families left were amazing but not enough to sustain the congregation. All of this is happening while our hearts were more and more called to live in Ocean Beach. Sariah started karate and we were at our dojo 5 days a week. Our butts were kicked. You know what a HUGE stickler I am for rhythm – well it was shot…. 3 hours a day was tied up in karate – something we LOVED but something had to give. We began really praying about it all…. leave the congregation we were in love with where the kids had at least 5 sets of amazing foster grandparents or get a house closer to karate. As God would have it, our decision became very easy to make. About two months ago we went to church and all of our area leadership was there. In my 11 years as a Mormon, that only happens when BIG announcements are being made. Our local leaders decided to dissolve our congregation and split the families between two other local ones. As the words came from the mouth of stake president (a man I love and respect) it was like God was shouting in my ear “now is the time, you have asked for a nudge, here it is, get moving!” We all left church that day with a mix of emotions but relief was the biggest of them. Even the kids felt the door begin to open for the next chapter of our lives.
Finding our perfect space was the oddest yet most amazing spiritual experience I have had in a long time…. well in at least 3 years LOL. Ocean Beach can be a bit of a party town so I wanted a safe space within walking distance of our dojo. We set our focus and intention on about a 3 block square area. We knew that it was right. Every morning and night we prayed about it. We began attending the congregation for the area and the other families there began praying with us. Then one Wednesday a few weeks ago, the master of our dojo sent me a text with a for rent picture in it. I went to check it out, it was just inside our area but TINY. We filled out the rental application and returned it the next day. I was worried with the size the owner would think we were bonkers with three kids at home trying to fit us in there but then the Spirit stepped in again. The owner only called 1 reference out of the many that I gave him. He didn’t even talk to her, they played phone tag and she returned his message with a message! He said he wasn’t sure and I felt prompted to ask him if he would like to meet the children. He agreed. Friday evening he met the children and said he wasn’t sure how it was going to work but he felt really good about it so we gave him the deposit. I was super crazy. He had this look on his face… maybe you know it… the look that happens when you know that the Spirit is at work but you aren’t sure why… that was it. So that was three weeks ago and today I am happy to say we are mostly settled and I will be back to my full work schedule shortly. We have a few loose ends to tie up at the old place but nothing big. We have spent the last week WALKING to the dojo! What an amazing feeling. Our litle condo is 3 blocks from the beach. The ocean breeze is incredible.
God is good. A new chapter is beginning.
I have a giant testimony of the laws of attraction. They go hand in hand with our prayers and daily inner work. You can move any mountain you want to – BELIEVE it.