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We Bought a House Without Overthinking!

  Guys, I am over the rainbow, like Rainbow Brite! Yes, I’m 33 years old and I used to watch Rainbow Brite. We have signed a contract on our first house! We are having a house built from the ground up. We officially made the decision on February 24th. We will get to pick brick color, cabinets, countertops, etc. God is good all the time! I know the followers who are reading this blogpost are saying, “All the time God is good.” My soul is filled with blessed rainbows, bumbling butterflies, and God’s joy.  Don’t overthink and you’ll stay afloat on the “choice oceans” with steadiness. Give all your worries, decisions, and expectations to God. He promises us, we will not be cornered. He promises us, we will not sink. 

Overthinking can lead to dangerous corners.  You’ll be stuck in crooks and crannies filled with doubt and lack of confidence. The corners will close in on you, causing claustrophobia of the mind. Tight and restricted thinking then causes poor decisions. Open your mind to God. Let Him fill you with bold and easy thoughts. Pray and let Him ease your spirit. Stop, in the name of the law and sanity, with overthinking and anxious speculations. It will not benefit your spirit.

My husband and I searched for houses the past three weeks (not every day). We prayed before we went on our searches. We asked God to direct, lead, and go before us. When you let God control your steps, overthinking will settle in the dust behind your tracks. Anxious pondering will sink in the pond of trust. God will float your boat gently and timely. Very quickly, we were able to narrow down that we did not want an older home. Our real estate agent, along with a new construction agent, showed us brand new homes. We walked in and out of different floorplans and styles. As we walked into the “Danbury” model, the Holy Spirit fell on us like cozy sunbeams. We were home. Our thoughts planted in the home and we were at peace.

  Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.  And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. – Philippians 4:6-7

I know there is some thinking that goes into big decisions. I am not naïve to the fact of “sleeping on it”.  My husband and I did sleep and wake the next day anew. Our mind was refreshed and keen to conversation. We went over the many pro’s that led us to the final decision…yes! We also asked God to give us red flags if this choice was not of His will. Only white flags flew from our boat that God sailed. We surrendered to Him and he steered us towards the subdivision “Moss Cove”.

Fickle-fackle, overthinking will spackle your mind with “if’s” and “maybe’s”. My simple remedy to you…God. Anything in life…God. Free your mind and the contract will be signed!

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