Every Storm Runs Out Of Rain

 904 Charles River Ct.

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Back in June of 2020, I shared with my friends a quote I once saw on a piece of wood in a Branson, MO store. It said:

“Every Storm Runs Out Of Rain”

I remember standing there staring at it thinking, "Those are the words I've been waiting five years to see". At the time, I had just completed a drought in my life that had lasted five long years. A drought that consisted of, ironically, a flood....cancer.....anxiety.....and death.

I was at a cross-roads at the moment I saw that piece of wood with those words on it.....and I felt a powerful shift about to happen in my life. It felt like God was moving me out of Neutral and into Drive. I felt like Job, Chapter 43.

SPOILER ALERT: There is no Chapter 43 in the Old Testament book of Job. After 41 chapters of watching Satan test this man Job to his max.....taking his children, his wealth, his health....everything he ever loved (well, except that cranky wife of his), we find him happy and thankful as we turn the page to Chapter 42. He is blessed because he endured the storm of Satan and now finds his life has been restored with double what he had before....because he never gave up on God.

And like Job, God had restored to me everything He allowed to be taken during my time of testing. My toes were no longer dangling off the edge of a cliff as they once were. I was no longer begging Him for rescue from the rainstorms in the corner of a closet and I was standing at the start of a new chapter. Little did I know that God was leading and preparing me to return back home to Dallas after almost 20 years in Mt. Vernon. I was more shocked than anyone.

So He found me the perfect house.....a dreamy house on a short little Disneyland-looking block on a cul-de-sac in a gorgeous neighborhood. And I reluctantly moved.....

It took about 6 months before I discovered “why” God moved me back to the Dallas area. His name was Wayne.

These past few months, we have been quietly building “Our” house in Mansfield....an hour south of where God moved me more than two years ago. We are now at the point of placing a For Sale sign in the front yard of this beautiful home God so graciously loaned me. Homes tend to go fast in this neighborhood of 33 homes, so I wanted to share it with you first in the event you knew someone looking for the perfect home.

I will never stop thanking God for placing me here......for gifting me with His Will and not my own. I am living proof that every storm does indeed run out of rain.