After transfering my share of the flat to my ex-husband, I never had a place of my own even now. However, I always have a roof over my head with minimal hassle to search for one.
Going over to Australia to study on a budget, the only lodging I could afford was to share a room. The Lord must have had this settled way before my arrival as I met a girl who was willing to share the room with me. A total stranger who had no need to share a room as she was so rich that she could have afforded an apartment all for herself. Yet, there she was, willing to share a room with me for my two years stay there. Kind, sweet and tolerating.
My return to Singapore was also quite an event, for I moved house at least four times within a year. Yet, never once, I have to worried I got no where to stay. Doors were always opened for me to move in.
Now, I need to move out of my current flat again. So coincidentally, a good friend actually bought one and offered to rent me a room even before something happened at my current place that forces me to have to shift again.
It is beyond me to understand why I still could not own a place of my own that I could call home but I chose to believe that God has His plans for me. I know He had probably went ahead of me to prepare my home. Thank you, Lord. Thank you Jesus.
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