When our home was foreclosed on
Originally appeared online in the teen series: Trending - April 14, 2020
I couldn’t help crying when my parents told me the news: Our home of 18 years had been foreclosed on. It was a shock. Plus, I had been living in that house for my whole life, so it was hard to think about letting it all go.
We didn’t know where we would go or what we would do. The only thing we pretty much knew for sure was that we’d be moving somewhere out of state, because most places in California are very expensive.
It wasn’t until a few weeks later that my mom suggested moving to the Midwest, where she’d gone to high school. My younger sister and I were a bit skeptical because it was so far away from everything we’d ever known. But in the end, there wasn’t a better option.
I was terrified. I couldn’t imagine anything besides California and the house we’d been living in. I also wasn’t looking forward to the drive, which was going to be over twenty hours long.
Many grueling hours on the road later, we arrived at our new home. Everyone in my family seemed happy about starting a new life. Everyone except me.
I was upset and feeling very negative—completely unwilling to accept anything new. I felt like the Midwest was a totally different world, and like there wasn’t anything good here for me. For the few remaining days of the summer, I was in a bad state of depression. I didn’t want to go anywhere with my family and just moped around at home.
While it might seem like my situation was pretty bad, looking back, I can see that there was actually a lot of good coming into my life at that time; I just wasn’t willing to accept it. But something changed for me when I came across a passage from a book I’ve always relied on: Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy. This book had helped me in the past when I’d needed healing or a change in perspective. And it was just as helpful this time. The passage I read was in the final chapter of the book, “Fruitage,” in which people share how they were healed just by reading Science and Health. One testifier wrote: “Life was being lived from a new basis, the old things of personal sense were passing away and all things becoming new.” Then he linked this change to what he was learning about God: “I learned that the infinite good is the one Friend upon whom we can call at all times, an all-powerful, ever-present help in every time of trouble;…” (p. 695 ).
I realized that since God is infinite good, that means all the good God is giving me could never be limited to one particular home or place.
I realized that since God is infinite good, all the good God is giving me could never be limited to one particular home or place; it has to be everywhere. So I just needed to open my eyes to it and accept it. My “new basis” wasn’t about trying to get something that didn’t seem to exist for me—like a feeling of happiness, peace, or comfort—but about simply seeing what was already there for me and everyone because of God’s unlimited goodness for us all.
Well, guess what? Not only did I find so much love and friendship at my new school, but I also found so much to love about my new home, too. And I felt more trust that truly there’s nowhere I can go where God won’t be guiding me and where His love and goodness won’t be there for me.
It’s now been four years since we moved, and I can genuinely say that ever since this change in thought, I have been happy and haven’t looked back. I’ve learned that accepting change does require us to grow spiritually. But this is a good thing, because it helps us trust God more as our reliable and forever-present source of goodness.