If you are a regular reader of my blog, then you will know that I have a dream of having a small shop/studio in Cloquet. I have a mental picture of exactly what I want and I always figured that if/when the Lord wanted me to have it, I would come across it. Oh, and I had a rent figure in mind, too.
Last week Scott was driving in Cloquet and lo and behold, right smack dab in the middle of Cloquet is my dream shop building….for rent! It has everything I had envisioned, I mean EVERYTHING. Scott got a hold of the owner and he gave him a tour and Scott took photos and I was blown away by what God had provided for me. Problem is…..God must have not gotten the rent part of my prayer. (We have awful problems with electronics/computers/TV’s/etc. at our house…I think we live on an iron ore vein or are getting signals from outer space that disrupts any kind of waves that are trying to reach our house or leave our house). So the amount of rent I had told the Lord I needed either got lost or was sent out four times cause the rent of my dream building is beyond what I could come up with even by selling my blood as many times as I could in a week! And I think selling a body part is still illegal in the US.
So now what? To my friends who share my beliefs, I ask this question…what the heck is God thinking? Why would He show me my “dream” and yet know it is out of my price range? And the owner wants a three year lease. I know that sometimes God gives us bigger things than we ever imagined and asks us to trust Him to work the logistics out but I can’t even come up with the first months’s rent so how do you decide what is “stepping out in faith” vs “putting God to a foolish test”?
Scott is up to his eyeballs in his own business pursuits and ever-increasing stress of a railroad conglomerate gone mad…absolutely bat-guano mad….and so he can not commit to another business financially or even emotionally. So God’s timing on this is also very confusing for me.
We have discussed looking for another business to share the space and rent but after talking with a dear friend who has always been behind me on any ventures I have dreamt up, I was reminded of what my dream was and sharing my space was going to encroach on what I want to do. I don’t just want to have a business (I could easily do that online) but what my heart wants is a place to teach and share my love of creating with others. To have other creative folks hang out with me and share their love of what they create with others. I love, love, love the process of creating but I do not ever like to keep what I have created. I am all about the process not the end products so to keep creating I have to sell what I make. It is never, ever about the money. If I had been born rich instead of drop-dead gorgeous, I would just give my creations away and put on free, everything included, classes just for the absolute joy of making others happy!
But alas, no windfall has befallen me, Bill Gates or Mark Zuckerburg have not bestowed parts of their fortunes on me no matter how many times I have”shared” their posts on FaceBook. The Publishers Clearing House has not knocked on my door (or if they had, I have not answered cause I was probably still in my ratty pink chenille robe even at 4pm) nor have I won a cent on the lottery. So I must make money to live my dream just like everyone else.
So folks, I sure could use some advice today. Any and all opinions will be gratefully accepted. What is your take on this?
Here are photos of my dream space…..