Flyin' by the seat of our pants!

Rachel and I have been in a time of financial testing for the last 19 months. When our daughter entered this world, we both knew that the best thing for her was to have her mother working at home. Effectively, this chopped our income in half. We had stock piled about $5,000 in savings over the last several months in preparation for this, to help buffer us, as our budget is at least on any given month $200 more than our income is now.

The last few months have been the definition of adventure, as God has been using anonymous friends and family (or "friemily", as I like to call them), to help us make it. We've reached the bottom of the barrel, the end of the rope, and yet somehow, God has always found a way to sustain us.

This month has been a stretch. We've had extra expenses, unexpected doctor bills, and lots of other fun surprises. In the midst of it, we've anonymously been given $300 by two generous givers in order that we can make our mortgage payment. Now I just have to figure out how to pay the rest of the bills, and soon, because some of our bills are electronic, and could throw us under the bus, so to speak.

In the midst of it, yesterday we took Juliette to the doctor, as she's been again exhibiting signs of an intestinal genetic disorder that runs through my family (I'm what they call a gutless wonder), so we're now looking forward to genetic counseling, blood tests, and possibly (probably, I'm just ready for it) eventual surgery to remove my kid's colon.

Oh yeah, and in the midst of it, God's calling me to stop scrambling for side jobs and to focus on doing what He's put on my heart to do with my life, which is two simple things: produce media for my part of the Church, and make the films He has for me to produce. While the former doesn't pay much at all, the latter could potentially pay...key word..."potentially"...and far in the future. So it's a great Divine gamble.

To solidify it all, God moved me to give up my personal HD camera and trust Him to give me a new one. I think He wants me focused on these things. But this also means side jobs will be pretty hard to come by for a man who specializes in video work. (He did promise to get me a new camera exclusively for my films...but that's for another blog post.)

And He says, every morning, "I've got you, son."

So, I'm waiting. Waiting for another batch of money to sustain, waiting for bills to disappear, whatever. He's creative, He'll figure it out, and I believe He won't let us see financial ruin.

But if He does? Eh, worse things could happen. I still have lungs to breathe, I still have a heart that isn't hard, I still have eyes that can water, and I have a hot wife and a gorgeous daughter that is a kick to be around.

So, I've decided to have fun with this time. I'm not just surrendering my anxiety. I'm not just praying instead of worrying.

I'm putting on my Fedora, powering up the fanfare, and stepping out to trade slugs with a big Nazi.

And it's going to be fun.

In the words of my hero, Indiana Jones:

"I dunno, I'm makin' this up as I go!"