Letting agent Jeremy Brown shows Joanie the kitchen in the new house.
The global financial meltdown caught up to the church and to my family. September 12 the church board recommended that we move to save the church money (they help us out with rent). That was Saturday.
The following Tuesday we saw a house. Wednesday we made an offer. Thursday we were accepted. Though our contract said we had to give two months' notice to move, our landlords allowed us to leave one month early. So we moved in on October 23.
We live now in Ashford Common, just a little bit outside the London limits. Hampton, where we lived before, was on the edge of London. We're still about three miles from church, but because the house is just off the A308 dual carriageway, we can drive to church a lot faster than we could before. Yay!
The gentleman we rent from has worked on this house for three years. He and two other men redid the house from top to bottom. It has all new everything. He did it for his wife, so they could move in there and retire. Only she didn't want to move. So he thought of renting it out. He turned down two other applicants before us.
We realized God had been preparing for us years before we knew we needed a new place to live. When we needed it, it was right there, waiting for us.
We thank the Lord for being so good to us. It's scary how good He is.
