Started from the bottom

So, I was living in a basement with my family for a year or so. One half sized bedroom with a quarter of a living room and tiny kitchen. It was small. So I prayed.

6 months in this apartment and I was about to give birth to my son. I needed space So I prayed.  I prayed in tears and the Lord told me I had to wait.

See. I could have moved anywhere at anytime. I had the money. But this time, I wanted to make sure that my next home was what the Lord had prepared for me and my family.

Another six months passed and I continued to wait. Rather than being bitter, I made the best of what I had.  I decorated and cleaned up my tiny home to show the Lord that I appreciated what He initially had given me.

I prayed for the upstairs apartment. I asked the Lord over and over for it. It seemed like it was never going to happen until my husband’s grandfather [who was living on the 2nd floor] got a job as a super in a building. This job meant that he was getting an apartment rent free.  They were moving out. 

There is a lot of *in betweens* in my story. Dealing with a newborn and a 3 year old in a small basement. The respiratory infections my family endured. The flooding. The centipedes. No Windows. No sunlight. As I think about it, it was painful to live there but the Lord applied enough grace for me to appreciate it and make the best out of it. I didn’t go crazy. WE didn’t go crazy.

Now I’m laying down on my bed. I have 3 Windows in my bedroom. My living room has 2 Windows. There are Windows in the other 2 bedrooms. I actually see the sun. My daughter doesn’t have to ask me if its night time yet. She can look out the window.

I have more than enough space! I even have my own walk in closet. If you walk a little bit more, there is a door to the balcony. In my walk in closet, I have an art table. Extra lighting. A huge mirror. Massive space. Lord. I’m grateful.

See, I see the small things. I appreciate something as small as a window because I didn’t have one before. I appreciate sunlight. I appreciate the extra counter space to cook a nice meal for my husband. I appreciate not having to mop up the water on the floor after a heavy storm. Wow!

I started from the basement. Now I’m on the 2nd floor.

I started from the bottom. Now I’m here!  Praise God.


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