It all started with last year, we worked for a company were we gained trust from them because we meet them through a mutual church friend. Thought there was nothing that could go wrong with this company and they only have the best interest for there in employees. After all they are from a sister four square church. Deep inside, after the first month i had a feeling of fear, like something wasn't right but I gave it the benefit of the doubt it was just me and feelings from the past haunting me, yet again. a year went by, we both worked for them and moved to bainbridge to make the work commute easier. It was beautiful, but we lived on company property and they owned us. We worked endless hours, and by endless I mean 15 plus hours a day. He was making salary. The homes he was building had deadlines and huge bonuses if finished early. All in contract. In the end the took over 70,000 dollars from our family and we were homeless. We had to leave because Elijah started a new job, at a very repeatable company two days later. So we packed and asked his mother if we could stay there till we found somewhere to go. She was in Florida at another house anyways. She said yes but we needed to stay in our tent outside. We were fine with that but never understood why we weren't excepted by this family. We are outcast and were never wanted. When we exchanged, vows he then was the father of my four daughters and they hated that. They are beautiful and are only children, God created them and God intended for us to be together. Everyday we sat there hoping they would care enough to ask us in out of the rain, but it never happened.
We eventually were asked by friends to stay with them for a couple months until we found a house for rent, which here it is not an easy task. They look at you like a crazy person, when you say you have four children. They say they would rather rent to someone with twelve dogs then someone with four kids. No really, these are the exact words of a property manager. Well four weeks went by and we finally found a home. It was a old farm house in the hills of snohomish, it over looked views of the mountains, valleys and the train. It was stunning but needed some work. We thought hey we could buy this property in a couple years. The landlord gladly excepted and was excited. As time went by we worked on it and did all new plumbing and electrical because none of it was to code and unsafe. We of course took pictures of everything.
After about a year and getting comfortable with neighbors and school, the city showed up. It was August 9th. They informed us that the home was condemned and was never not in condemned state. They never okayed the landlords work. They flagged the house seven years before, he took the sign down and rented it anyways. We were baffled, confused, angry and all other emotions you could come up with, so this leads me to now..........
The only person who can be carrying the weight on our shoulders and holding up our heads, guiding us in a drive neither of us have a map for. We were yet again homeless. I was searching for a RV for sale cause money wasn't a issue, time was... I had a dear friend call me and say I think we might be able to help. Its not much but I have a motor home you can have for 200.00. You just have to get it going, it hadn't ran in four years. We went over there that weekend, put a new starter and a couple other parts in it and she was up and running!
I will be writing weekly to update all the adventures we are on and the ups and downs that occur on the road. The mission work and the people we meet! Jesus please take the wheel
