“In February, I was planning to live with my current flatmate and her boyfriend and we had just begun looking for a house. However, I found myself becoming increasingly uneasy about the situation. I wasn’t sure it was where God wanted me to be, and I was worried I was only going for it because I had no other options. Finally I decided it was not the right place for me. I think knocking on my friend’s door, with no backup plan whatsoever, to tell her I couldn’t live with her next year may have been the most terrifying thing I have ever done. I could not have done it without God’s amazing courage. Above all I didn’t want to lose her friendship. I also felt it was really important to be truthful to her about the reason why I didn’t want to live with her anymore, but I didn’t want her to lose interest in God because of it. Faced with this situation, God gave me the words to say and my friend took my decision amazingly well, thanking me for being so honest with her. Leaving her room, I felt certain that I had made the right decision and that God had the situation in His hands.
I began asking around the CU for anyone with a spare room to offer or who had not yet found a house, but every time I found a possibility it seemed to slip through my fingers. I think the scariest thing about the process was that fact that I wasn’t worried. In my head I knew I should be, particularly when the Easter holidays arrived and I still had nowhere to live. But I couldn’t seem to feel anxious or panicky about it, I felt so certain that God would provide for me. Throughout, Matthew 6 v 26 stuck with me: “Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?” If my heavenly Father provides homes for all the animals of this earth than surely He would not leave me, His daughter, homeless. He did, however, test my patience. He also taught me the value of remaining faithful to Him whether or not I could see what He was doing or planning.
At the start of May I received a text completely out of the blue from a second year CU friend which went something along the lines of: “We’re having a house meeting and we’re one person down for next year. Fancy a room?” I think I nearly fell off my chair. Praise God for providing me with an amazing house, and for strengthening my faith in Him.”