Bold Prayers (part 3-praying for a home)
Miracle 2
I made my move to Atlanta. I took that 800 mile journey, found an apartment and I also found a part time job to help me offset my moving expenses. Life was good.
After six months of apartment living I was ready to buy a home, but I had no money saved up, I had maxed out most of my credit cards on the move and my credit report was good but it could always use some improvement.
The idea of applying for a mortgage kept playing around in the back of my mind (that was doubt) I kept telling myself out loud that God can do anything but I wouldn’t act on God’s will for my life. I kept thinking that if I just paid down some of my debt I would be in a better position to get approved. Again I prayed. And Prayed. And prayed. I prayed not just for an approval but that my faith in God would be as strong as mustard seed.
If you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you." Matt. 17:20
Finally I got up the courage to apply. I figured if I was denied at least I would know what parts of my credit I needed to work on.
I WAS APPROVED.
Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know. --Jeremiah 33:3
I could not believe I was approved. My mortgage broker told me to start looking for a house. I started scouring the realtor websites and I happen to come across a home that had just been posted 12 hours prior. It was exactly what I had been looking for. A completely renovated home; 3 bedrooms and 2 ½ bathrooms. Brand new hardwood floors, and all new appliances, fireplace, and huge back yard. I called the realtor. I was the first person to look at it. This was the home I wanted. It was gorgeous. This was my dream house.
I am not going to say that getting into this house was easy cause it wasn’t but I believe that God’s hand was in the purchase of my home. My closing date kept getting pushed back but because of home inspections and requirements from the bank; as a result the purchase price of the house was dropped by fifteen thousand dollar’s I couldn’t believe it my mortgage payment just kept dropping and dropping..
Then finally we get to the closing table and I ended up leaving with two thousand dollars in my pocket. GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME
(to be continued)
I made my move to Atlanta. I took that 800 mile journey, found an apartment and I also found a part time job to help me offset my moving expenses. Life was good.
After six months of apartment living I was ready to buy a home, but I had no money saved up, I had maxed out most of my credit cards on the move and my credit report was good but it could always use some improvement.
The idea of applying for a mortgage kept playing around in the back of my mind (that was doubt) I kept telling myself out loud that God can do anything but I wouldn’t act on God’s will for my life. I kept thinking that if I just paid down some of my debt I would be in a better position to get approved. Again I prayed. And Prayed. And prayed. I prayed not just for an approval but that my faith in God would be as strong as mustard seed.
If you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you." Matt. 17:20
Finally I got up the courage to apply. I figured if I was denied at least I would know what parts of my credit I needed to work on.
I WAS APPROVED.
Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know. --Jeremiah 33:3
I could not believe I was approved. My mortgage broker told me to start looking for a house. I started scouring the realtor websites and I happen to come across a home that had just been posted 12 hours prior. It was exactly what I had been looking for. A completely renovated home; 3 bedrooms and 2 ½ bathrooms. Brand new hardwood floors, and all new appliances, fireplace, and huge back yard. I called the realtor. I was the first person to look at it. This was the home I wanted. It was gorgeous. This was my dream house.
I am not going to say that getting into this house was easy cause it wasn’t but I believe that God’s hand was in the purchase of my home. My closing date kept getting pushed back but because of home inspections and requirements from the bank; as a result the purchase price of the house was dropped by fifteen thousand dollar’s I couldn’t believe it my mortgage payment just kept dropping and dropping..
Then finally we get to the closing table and I ended up leaving with two thousand dollars in my pocket. GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME
(to be continued)
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