Living in the Moment: Apartment Ads Vs. Real Estate

I want a house.

Plain and simple, I want a starter house for Jay and I to live in while he's in graduate school (which is looking more and more certain: they called to invite him for interviews before his letters of recommendation were even in!). It'd be better to build equity, not throw away our money on rent, really feel like we had a home...

But that's not likely in the cards.

So why do I still find myself drooling over real estate ads and calculating how soon we could pay off the mortgage if we paid an extra x number of dollars per month?

I'm not content. I'm not content with the idea of a small apartment where we'll never see any return on the overpriced rent. I'm not content with not being able to decorate as I choose. I'm just flat out discontent; like Veruca Salt from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, "I want it now!"

Yet I'm not Veruca Salt. I belong to Jesus Christ, and 1 Timothy 6:8 states that "if we have food and clothing, with these we will be content." I have food. I am not naked. I have a relationship with the God of the universe...I have every reason to be ecstatic and joyful, and that is what I will choose to be.

For now, all of the ads--real estate or otherwise--can take a hike.