Thank you, dear God!

Psalm 89:1 “I will sing of the mercies of the Lord forever: with my mouth will I make known thy faithfulness to all generations.”

The above verse has been a reality in my life. I remember it was in March 1989 that I received a notice from the bank stating that we had long been in arrears in the monthly amortization of our house, and that we were given a deadline to settle the arrears.

It was my husband’s responsibility to take care of the payment of the housing loan, and the funding of this particular family expense was within the family budget. Yet, for some reason known only to him, he failed to make the payments. So we were in a dilemma. Where would we get the money to make the payments? To compound the problem, my husband lost his job. We were thinking of selling the house so that we can make the payments, and have some money to sustain us.

My youngest sister who was very kind and generous said that we did not have to sell the house. She suggested that we vacate our house and have it leased, and the rental money be used to pay the arrears and move to her house. So in May 1989, we vacated our house, leased it to a family, and moved into my sister’s house.

The year 1989 was the start of the turbulent years for my family. From 1989 to 1993, we moved four times to different houses. I was the only breadwinner of the family at that time and my salary was so low.

Several months after moving into the house of my sister, my husband got a job and we thought we would be able to manage our finances well without the rental income, so we notified the lessee that they had to look for another place because we would go back to our house. However, my husband lost his job again. I was in a quandary because the lessee was ready to move out of our house because they already found another place to move in. At that time, I felt like my family and I fell into a deep pit and we were unable to get out. I really cried out to God for help, and He heard my cry. The lessee informed us that they will not move out anymore. Praise God!

In 1993, my husband got a job again. Then in 1994, my income increased because my boss required us to work overtime every day. Then in 1997, I was promoted.

God had truly shown His mercy to my family during those times of financial turmoil.

In August 1996, because of God’s love and mercy, we moved back to our house, our own home. And God gave us much more than what we had before.

“I love the Lord, because He has heard my voice and my supplications; because He has inclined his inclined his ear unto me, therefore I will call upon Him as long as I live.” Psalm 116:1,2

THANK YOU DEAR GOD!