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If you have been through the heartache of being homeless or misplaced this story is for you. Watching everything slip away from you one by one is overwhelming. Not to mention the grief it cause a happy marriage. Things began to seem foggy and out of our control as our regular paying jobs came to an end. It seemed as if every job we got ended quickly due to reasons unexplainable. All I know is we were being mistreated and put under the pressure of being unable to provide. Eventually our luck ran out as bills pilled on the kitchen table. Conversations went from happy thoughts to wishful thinking. Questions left unanswered letter after letter with no let up.
Our lives resembled the life of Job from the Bible. Job was a God fearing man. Just like my husband. He prayed without ceasing. We cannot explain what's already understood. We needed to hang on tight to our faith. It was our protection. Our greatest strength. Our most feared weapons of the enemy. His weakness.
Having to move upbruptly and with no help or support felt like we had failed at life. Like we failed our children. Our foundation and our stability. I started off letting fear tear me apart. Pushing my husband to do more. Trying to find a solution quickly. We slowly let things fall apart. Our home literally caved in. Which lead to a flood. We had to leave immediately and that put us as a broken family. Separated and helpless. Looking to others for shelter. I sat in thought night after night about physically living with my husband again as how I missed living with him. I never questioned God he had a plan.
God needed me to depend fully on him. He let me know he was with me and would not leave me or let me struggle. He provided and meet my every need even if I was living in a motel. He protected me when others weren't so nice to us. He told me not to react or respond but to use discernment. He was testing me. Preparing me for a new chapter in life. A familiar life but with a twist. Not one day did anyone even think we were homeless we were well taken care of. God showed up and showed out! My children didn't complain they seen it all as a temporary vacation. Happy mommy moment!
I witnessed seeing others be in the same situation I was in. It was eye opening. They were kind to me in my time of struggle. That meant a lot. God was showing me he was surrounding me with support. There were times I wanted to say what was on my mind and to anybody. I spoke up. I felt provoked. But God forgave me and showed me how to let him handle my battles.
Disappoinment was all I could think of my situation. Disappoinment in the system. The business fine print that was thrown at us. Even the way people treated us along the way in the beginning of it all. I played dead. No response. No movement. Just still. Still in and waiting for God to shield and protect me. He showed up right on time. I followed his plan for my escape and new beginnings.
My husband is my backbone. He never gave up on me even when I spoke on getting a divorce. He cringed at the idea and just let go and let God. He just prayed about. Changing the game with his belief and faith in our heavenly Father. God work miracles each day. He asked the Lord for one. I asked God for one too. Even the kids. We prayed together and for one another. Went to church. Bonded and got closer. We learned to appreciate each other more. We were under one roof even if it seemed to be not so. We were still a family. That is what made it work.
Our family learned to level up in spirit. We could feel the presence of the Lord moving in our lives. I held on tight to his hands and never let go. He placed me in the cleft of the rock and came back to nurture me. He gathered us all restored our well-being. Faithful is our God!! Greater is he that is in you than he that is in this world speaks volume in my life! Jesus, who lives in each believer, is more powerful than the enemy who is in the world. He is an outstanding God!!!
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