THE TESTIMONY OF OUR HOME
Last month we promised that we’d share with you in more detail the testimony of God’s provision for our home.
For years, our family has had to move approximately every three years from one rental home to the next. We’ve sat more than once with the bank trying to figure out a way to make purchasing a home possible, but to no avail.
In February, our landlords told us that they’d be selling the home we are renting. This was hard news. We’ve lived in this home longer than any other home, and it was an emotional time especially for our daughters. Mario started yet again to look at homes for sale in our area, and we began really praying that God would provide us with a way to buy a home so that we wouldn’t have to move any more.
Just before lockdown Mario talked me into looking at a home that we’d looked at 6 years ago. It was located in an area to which I didn’t want to move, but I decided to take a look anyway... They had lowered their asking price to almost 40% of what they’d asked for previously, and it was within what we’d decided we could afford. As soon as I walked through the door I felt at home, and I began praying that God would give us that home.
When our older daughter, Divna, heard about the house she asked me, “Mom, does it have a fireplace?”
“It has a wood stove”, I answered.
“Does it have an island in the kitchen?”
“It does.”, I answered.
“Will we each have our own room?”
“Yes?” I answered again... kind of wondering why she was asking such specific questions.
“Then that’s the house from God!” she proclaimed. “I‘ve been praying for our home and asking God for those three things specifically.”
I was absolutely floored, but that was just one of many confirmations and answers to prayers.
There were so many things that needed to lined up perfectly for the bank to even consider us for a loan. I began praying for a very specific, very large amount of money without which we could not get a loan. One Wednesday in prayer God told me, “Bonnie, stop asking me for this house and start thanking me for it”. It was such a step of faith for me. I believed that this was what God had for us but still... I wanted it so badly that I was afraid my emotions would get in the way of God. After two failed attempts, I timidly whispered, “thank you God for the house in Brdovec.” And quickly went on with my prayer time.
THAT VERY EVENING a pastor- friend called Mario and said, “Our church feels like we’re supposed to help you guys with your home purchase.” They sent us the very amount I’d been praying for!
