Okay, so I know I haven't been on here a lot, and I thought my friends deserved an explanation why, since they're the only ones who noticed I was gone, if they noticed.
In January, my husband and I decided to help my sister and brother-in-law with the problems they were having with paying for their house; but in doing so, we had to lose the house we were living in. That's a long, hard thing to describe, so I'll just say that we ended up homeless, and then living with my sister and brother-in-law to help them pay for it. Me, my husband, and my two children ended up in one bedroom of the place, with restrictions on anything in the rest of the house. If I was caught on my computer for longer than they liked, I was called lazy and irresponsible, so I just stayed off it altogether. I realized in the last month, living with them, that my brother-in-law had been emotionally abusing me since we moved in. My dad had some pretty strong words with him, after seeing something he posted to humiliate me on Facebook (they didn't believe me before that).
In May, my brother-in-law and my sister moved to Utah, but my husband and I had still not been able to find a new place to move into by that time, so we became homeless again. I found out I was pregnant, in May, and that threw me into a fit of depression, because I was sure I wouldn't be able to take care of another baby. I couldn't even take care of the ones I had. At one point, I even begged God to take the baby from me, and give it to someone who could take care of it. I've been praying ALL YEAR, and things just kept getting worse. I lost all faith, but couldn't bring myself to stop praying, because if I didn't have God, I had no reason to keep trying, and I needed a reason to keep trying.
We're living in a TINY camper trailer now, on my mom's front lawn, but the beginning of this month, I couldn't deal with the depression anymore. I just wanted it gone. So I asked God to help me get rid of the evil spirit hanging over me, and to help me trust Him again. God did exactly that! The next morning, I started praying with real intent again, and I just knew something was going to happen soon. We bought a trailer house from one of my dad's friends, my dad GAVE us 2 ACRES of his land, God even blessed us with a pay check big enough to pay the bills I was dreading having to pay because I thought we wouldn't have enough. Just last week, we had people from our church, offer us a loan to get a well dug, a septic system put in, and power to our 2 acres. That's over $8,000 added up!
I'm not depressed anymore, baby is doing fine, and we WILL have a home before winter gets here! God answers prayers. Maybe He waits a little while, but He will still answer them. Not in your time, in His.