Taymilla
August 5th, 2008, 08:33 PM
Update:
To any of you who know the kind of life I have lived and/or am currently living, I just wanted to post an update (praise report)!
A few months ago I was working a job I hated and living in a roach infested apartment located on the west side of Phoenix where I knew nobody. Even though my apartment sucked and my job was miserable I had more than I ever had in my life. Granted I had roaches for roomies and an air mattress to curl up with every night, but again it was more than I have had in ages and it was at least something I could "call my own"...Then one fail swoop I lost it all. My job. My house. My stability. Everything. My life has just crumbled to nothing right before my own two eyes and no matter how much I fought and cried about it, nothing would save it. Who did I blame?
God.
I had just stepped into being a "Christian" and dedicated my life to Jesus two months prior. I took a huge step of faith and this is how I was repaid? By ending up just where I started? I have never been at such a low point in my entire existence. Not only did this world fail me, but now I though God had as well.
But as usual God always keeps me safe and well taken care of. I wonder how long it will ever take me to realize that? I ended up moving to Tucson shortly after which was a blessing in itself. I thought that maybe God wanted me here and that everything was happening for a reason, but that wasn't the case. After two months of searching for work I came up with nothing. I was hopeless. I wanted to sleep all day, didn't want to talk to anyone.... my life was going nowhere fast. Meanwhile I just kept my faith right on Jesus. I knew something big was going to happen.
I felt it on my heart that I wasn't supposed to be in Tucson permanently. I don't know what I was there for, but it didn't last long. I moved back to phoenix with an "acquaintance" (and I use that term loosely). I really had no idea what I was doing and where I was supposed to be... but I felt God with me the whole time.
Within two weeks of moving back to the Valley I had an interview, was hired on a Friday and started that Monday. Upon starting my job I got seated next to a girl my age who had tons in common with me. (Piercings, tattoos, similar childhoods, etc.) We got to talking and I mentioned I was looking for a roommate and come to find out, she was looking to fill the extra room in her house. It couldn't have been planned out any better. She doesn't have a car and I do so I could carpool with her and help get her to work if we had the same shift. (By the way, we ended up getting the EXACT same shift.) They needed to fill the third room to elevate the high cost of rent for only two people. I desperately needed a place to live. Honestly. It could not have happened any better.
I had plans to meet up with the two girls on Sunday to look at the house and planned on moving in on the 15 when I got paid. Things took a drastic turn. I was kicked out my "acquaintances" house that Sunday with no where to go and no phone to call the girls to ask for help. The first place I thought to go was my church, I figured someone had to be there on a Sunday... but no one was. I was just pulling out of the church parking lot when my pastor showed up. He let me make a few phone calls and I was able to move in that day. My pastor told me he would have NEVER been at church at that time... but he needed to do a special set up for Sunday night service. I feel like God was totally watching out for me.
I serve the most incredible God. Faith and trust in the one who created me and my love for Jesus Christ not only saved me from my sins, but saved me from my life. He took me from a bad situations and made it great. I have more right now than I ever had in my entire life. I live in a real house. I have my very own room, which is huge by the way. Squishy has a yard to run around in and a pool to splash in. I have roommates so I don't feel so alone. I have a good job that is right around the corner. A car to get around in. A real bed. A fridge full of food. God is so good and so faithful. I couldn't love anyone or anything more. I know that people say science disproves God or that the bible isn't the truth and some even flat out deny him.
But I am living proof of God's love and mercy.
My life is a living testimony for Jesus Christ.
I couldn't say thank you enough.
I couldn't say I love you enough.
But I will spend the rest of my life trying.
To any of you who know the kind of life I have lived and/or am currently living, I just wanted to post an update (praise report)!
A few months ago I was working a job I hated and living in a roach infested apartment located on the west side of Phoenix where I knew nobody. Even though my apartment sucked and my job was miserable I had more than I ever had in my life. Granted I had roaches for roomies and an air mattress to curl up with every night, but again it was more than I have had in ages and it was at least something I could "call my own"...Then one fail swoop I lost it all. My job. My house. My stability. Everything. My life has just crumbled to nothing right before my own two eyes and no matter how much I fought and cried about it, nothing would save it. Who did I blame?
God.
I had just stepped into being a "Christian" and dedicated my life to Jesus two months prior. I took a huge step of faith and this is how I was repaid? By ending up just where I started? I have never been at such a low point in my entire existence. Not only did this world fail me, but now I though God had as well.
But as usual God always keeps me safe and well taken care of. I wonder how long it will ever take me to realize that? I ended up moving to Tucson shortly after which was a blessing in itself. I thought that maybe God wanted me here and that everything was happening for a reason, but that wasn't the case. After two months of searching for work I came up with nothing. I was hopeless. I wanted to sleep all day, didn't want to talk to anyone.... my life was going nowhere fast. Meanwhile I just kept my faith right on Jesus. I knew something big was going to happen.
I felt it on my heart that I wasn't supposed to be in Tucson permanently. I don't know what I was there for, but it didn't last long. I moved back to phoenix with an "acquaintance" (and I use that term loosely). I really had no idea what I was doing and where I was supposed to be... but I felt God with me the whole time.
Within two weeks of moving back to the Valley I had an interview, was hired on a Friday and started that Monday. Upon starting my job I got seated next to a girl my age who had tons in common with me. (Piercings, tattoos, similar childhoods, etc.) We got to talking and I mentioned I was looking for a roommate and come to find out, she was looking to fill the extra room in her house. It couldn't have been planned out any better. She doesn't have a car and I do so I could carpool with her and help get her to work if we had the same shift. (By the way, we ended up getting the EXACT same shift.) They needed to fill the third room to elevate the high cost of rent for only two people. I desperately needed a place to live. Honestly. It could not have happened any better.
I had plans to meet up with the two girls on Sunday to look at the house and planned on moving in on the 15 when I got paid. Things took a drastic turn. I was kicked out my "acquaintances" house that Sunday with no where to go and no phone to call the girls to ask for help. The first place I thought to go was my church, I figured someone had to be there on a Sunday... but no one was. I was just pulling out of the church parking lot when my pastor showed up. He let me make a few phone calls and I was able to move in that day. My pastor told me he would have NEVER been at church at that time... but he needed to do a special set up for Sunday night service. I feel like God was totally watching out for me.
I serve the most incredible God. Faith and trust in the one who created me and my love for Jesus Christ not only saved me from my sins, but saved me from my life. He took me from a bad situations and made it great. I have more right now than I ever had in my entire life. I live in a real house. I have my very own room, which is huge by the way. Squishy has a yard to run around in and a pool to splash in. I have roommates so I don't feel so alone. I have a good job that is right around the corner. A car to get around in. A real bed. A fridge full of food. God is so good and so faithful. I couldn't love anyone or anything more. I know that people say science disproves God or that the bible isn't the truth and some even flat out deny him.
But I am living proof of God's love and mercy.
My life is a living testimony for Jesus Christ.
I couldn't say thank you enough.
I couldn't say I love you enough.
But I will spend the rest of my life trying.