I still remember the words my husband said as we drove around a late Sunday afternoon. “Do you trust God?” His tone was scary and firm, I knew something was going to happen and changed our lives for ever. I said “If He is allowed to happen, He would see us through”. Was what I said, holding my breath and expecting his answer. The landlord is selling the house. We have 30-60 days to moved out.
I stood silence for what it seems a long time. For the last few months I had asked if he was going to take advantage of the market and sell his property. We had been there for 12 years. No it was his answer, every time I asked.
We had pushed ourselves to paid off my new car. Since I had been driving ugly Betty a 27 year old Oldsmobile. Which literally was breaking on me. We only had one month to paid it off. My husband had always wanted a Tacoma truck so before we make the purchase, once again I had gone to landlord and asked “are you selling” No you would be he 1st to know. We went and purchased (finance) his new truck. A month later right before Mother’s Day I was told by my husband that we had to moved out.
I felt my whole world coming to and end, how we would do this? Do we have the savings to pull this through? Are we going to be able to find a house in this market? So many questions. I felt numb. Frozen. I could feel fear, anxiety creeping in.
As we prayed. We came with a plan. The following Tuesday at my ladies group I told them what it had taken place. To hear them giving me referrals, connections.
I also heard my own children’s telling us, you can’t pack and move in 30 days, you’re crazy if you think that is going to be possible. Get ready for be taken advantage, the market is hot. Be ready for bidding war. You are going to over paid.
The next day I had a medical appointment in which due to my level of anxiety my doctor recommended for me to see a psychiatrist and even putting me on medication. Which I refused. All I heard was Crazy. Every one was throwing that word at me. Little that they know. I had been fighting the system for 20 years. Due to my family lineage, mental illness run deep in my family. One uncle committed suicide and another aunt is under medication and even been in mental institutions. My sister and niece they both had mental breakdowns. So when I heard psychiatrist all I heard is you are crazy.
As I came home or what had been our place for the last 12 years I heard in my heart the Lord saying “I have your home all you had to do is find it “ and yet at the same thing another voice whispering and laughing “yeah try to find a house in this market is like finding a needle in a haystack”. (The Lord speak to your heart the enemy whispers in your ear) I had to closed myself to everyone and everything around me. Working full time, trying to find a realtor every thing all happening at the same time. I felt like I was inside a tornado, all around me was spinning out off control. But God. He kept me under the wings of his protection. He send a pastor friend my way to hear me and to listen to my cry, my fears, my anxieties. I walked out of her office. Ready to confront the storm.
Next day I found a mortgage broker who put me in contact with a realtor. Few times during that week, I visited few homes, other times that an offer was taking place. One night after we finishing driving around looking a new listing, we made few changes on our “demands” (my husband) we not longer where looking for garage or 2nd bathroom. Once we let go of the wants the Lord provide for us the place we were to call home.
As I am driving to see the house The Lord said “claim it for is yours” as I drove to the house I said that “this is it, do what ever you need to do to get it “ what happen if they increased the price ? Then it isn’t for me. Are you going to look around? “I don’t need to” I heard myself saying. For I know the Lord himself had picked the house for us. So far he has make a way for the landlord to give us 6k, something about he saving our percentage for the years we had lived at his place.
That took place on Monday, Tuesday we had a phone call from our realtor, they had accepted our offer. The other buyers had pull back. By the Grace and mercy of God. The help from my core, we moved exactly 45 days later.
The Lord provided for us. He said “it’s about time Ivette, this is the fruit of your faithfulness”.
When we allowed God to work for us, we work less.
In the economy that we are. We were able to purchase a house, at incredible price, get extra money so we could start our new life’s in our new home.
We had consecrated to the Lord. My office had become the headquarters for my Intercesory prayers.
The Lord said “Trust Me” and we had. We look at Gods economy not at world economy. The Lord provided for us and He would continue providing.
Thank you Lord for your faithfulness and your grace.
Ivette Diaz-Yee
June 23, 2021
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