Trust Me

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 forever. 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 pay it off. My husband had always wanted a new truck so before we made the purchase, once again I had gone to the landlord and asked “Are you selling” No you would be the 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 up with a plan. The following Tuesday at my lady's group I told them what 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 a 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 have to do is find it “ and yet at the same time 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

His Glory

I had the opportunity to walk the grounds of one of the most beautiful oldest colleges in the Midwest. Voted #1 best value liberal art college in the nation. With students from 26 countries, with a variety of faith backgrounds. 125 years of history within the walls. Thousand of prayers. As I walk inside the old church, feeling and letting my imagination run, I could hear the hymns sung. The many messages preach over the pulpit. Many lives were changed because of their dedication and submission to God. Their willingness to let go of self so they could find God's purpose for their life and the reason they were created for. Going after their destiny. Running after God. Available, faithful, and teachable. I would love to be a fly on the wall so I could experience what they experienced. As I continue to move up the stairs every step is bringing me closer to a new revelation. I come across hundreds of volumes on church history. Walls full of books. Years of history in each book. Each step brings me closer to what awaits me at the end of the room. As I walked by I noticed the big church organ. A small desk with the college information. Wing chair sits by the window. I feel peace in the room. I stood there for what looked like an eternity, not wanting to move. Reluctantly I made it down the stairs. Just to come up once again. I wanted to take pictures of the precious room up the stairs. Something special with the small room. To capture the moment it that was possible. This time I bring my daughter and my phone. I wanted the picture of me sitting by the window. My daughter took some shoots and we left. Sometime later as I am going over the pictures I notice the light coming out of one of the pictures of me sitting by the window. Then I realize that thanks to technology we were able to have a glimpse of heaven, the rays of glory, His presence was tangible and we captured. This is the 2nd time in the last few months that I am able to capture glimpses of heavens. If we are willing to press on. If we yield to His presence. If we search for more of him. If we thirst and hunger for more of him. We be able to find him. For his presence filled the room. The light of heavens came down and dwell among us. His presence was felt and he allowed me to fill it too. I don't know about you but when we look for him with all our heart, mind and soul, he will not disappoint us. For he will meet us there. I saw the old church, I went inside looking for Him and I found him. For he waited for me sitting by the window, overlooking the Mississippi River below. Our Lord and Saviour is calling. He is willing to meet with you at the most unexpected times. Don't allow distractions to move you. Don't allow what is taking place around us to rob us of having intimacy with the Lord. I am on vacation. I didn't have plans for an encounter, But The Lord gifted me with his peace, his presence, and his love. Ivette Diaz-Yee July 2023 Principia College Elsah, Illinois