Homeless

Well, there's definately not a picture for this one.  If you're wondering if I dropped off the face of the planet - I did - I went to youth camp.  I'm totally just kidding because I LOVE camp!  It was so much fun - we all had a great time bonding with each other and with God and letting Him do amazing things in our lives.  This is probably the reason I came back home to the reason for my title.  You see, if you haven't been keeping close tabs on our current situation, my family and I moved from Marion, Indiana, to Enid, Oklahoma about 14 months ago.  We felt very compelled that it was the call of God for us to leave where we were at, as well as the home we owned to come here.  We believe also, still, with all our hearts that God will take care of us.  So, while we have (patiently yet impatiently) waited for the sale of our house, we have been living in a tiny little apartment with our daughter and our dog, while all of our stuff resides in a storage unit.  Well, about two weeks before camp, we came home to a notice that said we would not have our lease renewed after July 1st.  So, this was a huge shock.  We have never done anything to provoke this.....we've always paid our rent - no wild parties...  Anyway, Rodney went down and spoke with her and found that they just didn't want to have our dog here anymore...he hadn't done anything wrong, but he was way bigger than the allowed amount and they decided even though they had approved him to live here, they were going back on their word.  Now, we didn't like this, but we decided to submit.  The landlord said if we could find another place for our dog to stay, our family could continue to live here.  So, we went about finding a place for our dog to live.

When we returned from camp, however, we had another notice stating we needed to vacate the apartment June 30th.  So we called down to the office just to reiterate that we had found a place for the dog and our landlord basically said that it didn't matter, we ALL needed to leave.  

I know what you are thinking: "This is crazy!" I know...it is.  So, after a lot of investigating, we found that the landlord had fabricated stories about our neighbors complaining and had allowed their dog to run free (totally against the rules).  So, we decided their was no fighting it.  Here we were, one hour home from camp, and searching for a new home.  So, it's four days later and our plans are not secure as of yet, but it is the same plan as it has been all along: He holds our world in His hands.  We'll keep you updated.