We still remember the days we prayed for the things we have now.

When we first moved into the RV, we never imagined it would be our home for two and a half years. What was meant to be temporary became a season of refining, stretching, and learning to trust God’s timing. Living small taught us how to live simply, how to slow down, hold on to gratitude, and let go of what didn’t matter.

When I moved to Texas, I was given a small housewarming gift that said, “I still remember the days I prayed for the things I have now.” At the time, it felt like a sweet reminder of hope. But now, as we prepare to hang it in our new home, it feels like a testimony of God’s faithfulness. Because every moment of our lives that didn’t go the way we planned has always gone exactly the way God planned.

As soon as we closed on this house, the very first thing we did was drive straight here, walk up to the front door, and place our hands on it in prayer. We stood there thanking God for His provision and dedicating this home back to Him. We prayed that this house would always be a loving, God-honoring, and faithful home. That His presence would fill every room, and that everything we do here would bless Him.

He provided in His perfect timing, the right home, in the right place, for our family.

This home is already filled with gratitude. It is a place where Kayce can learn to ride his bike, where we can open our doors wide to friends and family, and where everyone is welcome. It is a place with room for the girls when they come stay with us, with space that we pray will hold many more memories and moments together as a family. A home that we pray will be filled with laughter, fellowship, worship, and truth.

And there is a quiet corner in our bedroom that means more to us than words can say, a shelf dedicated to our sweet Karson. His ashes are here with us, even though we know they are only ashes, because his soul is with our Lord and Savior. Tears streamed down our faces as we thought about him not being here to enjoy this home with us. Yet even in that ache, we feel so blessed and thankful to have a place to remember our precious son, a space where his memory will always live and where his presence is always felt.

God has been faithful. He carried us through the waiting, through the unknowns, and into this new season of peace and provision.

“He has made everything beautiful in its time.” – Ecclesiastes 3:11
“The Lord has done great things for us, and we are filled with joy.” – Psalm 126:3

As we begin to make this house a home, our hearts overflow with gratitude. We pray that everyone who walks through these doors will feel welcome, loved, and seen. We miss the days when friends and family simply stopped by without needing a reason or an invitation. We long for that again.

Our door will always be open. Come visit, share a meal, drink coffee at the table, or simply sit and talk. We want this to be a welcoming home that serves the Lord, filled with warmth, peace, and fellowship.

Because we truly do remember the days we prayed for the things we have now. And God, in His perfect timing, has been faithful every step of the way.