I bought a mobile home 10 years ago after going through a period in my life of being homeless. The Lord really supplied my needs even though at the time it was hard for me to see His intervention. He brought people into my life that allowed me to stay in their home until I could get on my feet which is when I purchased my first home. I can remember standing in the middle of my living room praising the Lord and thanking Him for such a beautiful mobile home. I was so humbled and thankful to have a place to call mine.
I have continued to serve the Lord with all of my heart throughout the past 10 years of living in this home. I continued singing and speaking anywhere He opened the door for me to glorify His name. I’ve had a good life in this mobile home up until about 4 years ago when I felt led by the Holy Spirit to buy a stick built house. I started to look for a house but never found anything that I really wanted and after looking for a while I stopped. I can remember seeing this one house in particular with a “For Sale” sign in the yard and telling the Lord that I would love to have a house like that one but I knew that I probably could never afford to buy one that nice. Each year over the past 3 years I have occasionally gone on a house search. This year, which is year number 4, has been no different. I told my co-workers that I really felt an urgency to buy a stick built house and I didn’t really know why. I told them that I had been looking on and off over the past few months but I had not found anything yet. One day I found a little house that I started to settle for but I could not seem to get a peace about making an offer to the seller. You see, I wanted a garage and something a little bigger. This house was only 150 sq. ft. larger than my mobile home and it had no garage. After my third trip of being led back over to look at it, I realized that I did not want that house. As I pulled out of that driveway and headed down the road, I cried out to the Lord, saying, “Do you really want me to have a house? I can’t find one and I don’t know what to do, please help me!”
I was crying and pleading for Him to tell me what to do when, all of a sudden, I came around this little curve and, lo and behold, there was that house I had seen four years prior with another “For Sale” sign in the yard! Needless to say, I pulled up in front of the house and took one of those little information sheets out of the box, but said “Lord, I can’t afford this house.” In my spirit I heard this still small voice say, “you never offer what they are asking.” I called a friend of mine who was a realtor and she made an appointment for me to go in and look at the house. I could not believe it! It was exactly what I had dreamed about plus a whole lot more! Not only did it have a garage built on the end of the house, it had a detached 3-car garage with a wired workshop to boot. The house was 9 years old and I found out the first time that I saw this house for sale, it was by the builder who actually built the house for himself. He lived in the house for 5 years and sold it to this couple from Florida who now wanted to move back home to Florida.
The owner and I went back and forth on a price and finally they excepted my offer. I could not believe it! We set the closing date and, as the time approached for me to sign on the dotted line, I started to get cold feet. It was Sunday night, one week and two days before I was to close on the Tuesday. I stood in my mobile home and cried out to the Lord. I said, “Lord, please let me know that you really want me to buy this house.” I told Him that I would be perfectly content to stay in my mobile home where I felt safe and it was paid for in full. I told him that if it was not His will for me to buy this house, then please … please shut the door! The next morning I got up and went to work telling my co-workers about what I had asked the Lord to do the night before and how I was just going to trust that His Will would be done.
When I arrived home after work that day, I was met by a neighbor who informed me that the owner of the property where I, along with 41 other families live, was being sold by the owner to a developer to build 300 thousand dollar homes. I got back in my truck and drove up the road to the land owner’s house only to find out that the rumor was true. I am so blessed! Needless to say, I closed on that house and here I sit tonight telling others about the wonderful love and guidance that comes from my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. He is such an awesome God! He is my best friend. I trust Him like no other and I will Praise Him throughout eternity.
Here I had been saved from being homeless but now I needed to sell a mobile home that no one wanted because there was no where to move it unless the person wanting to buy it owned land and could move the home. I placed ads in newspapers, put a “For Sale” sign on the home and told everyone I knew, – and even people I didn’t know. I was having no success. I got down on my knees on Thursday night a couple of weeks ago and cried out to Jesus again, pleading with Him to send someone to buy my mobile home that would appreciate it as much as I did when I bought it. I told Him that I did not know anything else to do in order to sell it and I needed Him to take care of it for me. The next morning I got up and went to work telling my co-workers about what I had asked the Lord the night before. When I got home that evening, I didn’t even think about checking my voice mail until about 8:00 that evening. When I picked up my phone, I heard this lady’s voice on my voice mail saying that she and her husband had driven by my mobile home and they were very interested in seeing the home. I called her and they met me at the mobile home. Are you ready for this? The mobile home was sold! I met her over there a day or so later so she could take some measurements in the house and, as I was emptying the remaining frozen food from my freezer to take to my new house, I heard her speaking with great enthusiasm. I turned around and saw her standing in the middle of the floor exclaiming how she could just stand there and look around at this mobile home all day long! She said this was the nicest home that she and her husband had ever owned. She assured me that they would take real good care of my home. At that moment, I felt the Lord wrap His arms around me. Oh how I love my Father in Heaven who is so good to me, a sinner saved by His marvelous Grace! Amen and Amen.
Lesson Learned – “The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble. Those who know your name will trust in you, for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you. Sing praises to the LORD, enthroned in Zion; proclaim among the nations what he has done.” (Psalm 9:9-11)