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The recent major event that I have yet to write about is the miracle that God has done by providing me with a place to live. I had been living in shared housing for 11 years and was desperate for a space of my own. However with a very small budget and two cats, my options were limited. At the end of last year the situation in the house I had lived in for 3 years changed and the result was that it didn't feel like home anymore, to the point where some nights I cried myself to sleep. Of course I was grateful that I still had a roof over my head but somehow as a daughter of the living God couldn't I expect more than this? So I asked Him for a solution, either give me grace and patience to enable me to deal with it or find me somewhere else to live. The prospect of giving up the cats was not a nice one but something I was considering.
However, as is often the way with the Father in the space of a week things had completely changed. Following a conversation with a Christian friend I was prompted to call a local church in to enquire about a masionette. That particular option was too expensive but they mentioned a single occupancy property advertised in a village not far from where I lived. I called the landlord fully expecting the cost to be at least £700 pcm but instead I was surprised to learn the cost was £350 pcm plus bills. I couldn't quite believe my ears! I went to view it and the property was a bungalow tucked behind the garage of the main house, it boasted a lounge, bedroom, kitchen, conservatory, bathroom and cordoned off section of garden. The couple who owned it were happy to put a catflap in and insisted on buying a microwave for me as the current tenant was taking theirs with them. All I need to provide was a freezer (there was one advertised in the local paper for £10 which I enquired about but when I went to collect it the seller gave it to me for free!), so I moved in and everything is perfect. Even down to the little details, there is no doubling up of furniture so what I have fits in without any problem, the house is situated 5 minutes from the M40 so my journey to church in London has been reduced by 20 minutes and there is a swimming pool in my landlord's garden which I will be allowed to use in the summer!
I have never had any problem believing that God does these kind of crazy miracles, I just didn't ever think I would be on the receiving end of one! This bungalow has provided so much more than just an opportunity to have my own space, it has released me and given me a freedom, I sense a lightness in my spirit that I hadn't been aware of before. The icing on the cake is that a couple of weeks before I moved in I was praying and thanking God for His provision and I sensed Him say that this new home would be a place of restoration and new beginnings. I noted this in my journal and didn't really think anymore of it until a fortnight later at the prophecy course which I had been attending at church, the speaker said that he sensed that God was doing a work of restoration amongst His people! Since that time I have seen my finances blessed and seen the beginnings of what God is doing. A hope that was diminishing is now regained and I have the boldness to ask God to restore those aspects of 'me' that have been lost following hurts and disappointments. I cannot fully put into words the sense of freedom that I have now but I thank God that I can testify to His faithfulness and awesome power.