Dear Saints,
Something, beautiful, something good happened to me where only God made the difference. I hope you will read this even tho it is very long.
Have been wanting to share this since it happened on April 25th of this year. Everyone that knows me a little, knows about my quadruple bypass i had, well, i'm healing up very good as of late but something recently happened, like i stated, on April 25th. I have been living with my dad for quite some time and before that, taking care of Momma before she passed away. I've wanted so badly to be on my own (I'm 50) for so much peace and quiet that i don't get around here. Dad is not a christian either. Still very controlling he is at 74. The only problem is, i only receive one check a month (social security disability). My hopes of living alone have been crushed over and over again because i need something based on my income.
I finally could not take it any more trying to find something and to get on some kind of list for government help based on my income. I have been working on this for about 2 years. I was sitting in the garage just weeping before God and saying - Lord, i've done all i know to do. I've called everyone and everything. I don't know what else to do. I so need your help Father. With tears cushing i prayed and said to God, help me or take me, i can't stand it here no more and as embarresssing as it is Lord, I am 50 years old. This went on for about an hour of heart and gut wrenching prayer, then something happened.
Mind you now saints, i had paper and pen and the phone book opened up and the newspaper all over the washer and dryer and doing my best as i had been doing for two years now. Out of no where like a polaroid picture that someone would show you up close, God had shown me a picture in my mind of a place and with a very strong impression told me to call and follow through with it. I didn't know how to take this because it is a very very nice retirement apartment complex (a tower with 14 floors). I was so stunned and dazed at this that i said to the Lord thats impossible Lord because the minimum age is 62?
But i called them up and followed through, praying for a miracle and to find out that i do qualify because of medical problems of which i have a lot of and that all i needed was a letter from my pulmonary Dr and my Cardiac Dr and i would be in or rather get on the list which is a year wait. I lost it right there, I through up my hands and said out loud, praise the living God. Turned around and about 12 people just staring at me. I didn't care. My God is an awesome God !!
While talking to the Lady thats been there since 1985 that works their i asked about what the rent would be? She told me it would be based on 30% of my income which she said your rent would be only $231.00 a month. Ok i said that sounds good but what about utilities? She said: Oh, ALL your utilities are included in your rent already :-?
My God i could hardly contain myself. She goes on to tell me that my phone bill if i want a phone is just $7.00 a month not a penny more and that if i wanted TV and or Internet, both would be $10.00 a piece for a month. I tell you saints i thought, God if i don't get out of here soon i'm going to scream for pure joy! Praise almighty God!! To some this may seem no big deal and certainly not a miracle. I guess you would have to be in my shoes and understand it all. I've sinced turned in the application along with the Dr.'s Letters ( goodness I told both Dr.'s, hey, i needed your help but you both have me already buried, lol. They both just laughed and told me, well, thats the best place in the county as far as apartments go and you will be just fine their). :-)
Please forgive this old man for going on and on about this in such a very long letter to you all. This is just so incredible that i know in my spirit that he's the one that did this for me! I EXPERIENCED MY LORD IN SUCH A REAL WAY! Praise my living savior, he's ALIVE and in me!
The very next day i was reading in psalms and my eyes fell on the scripture that says, HE IS MY HIGH TOWER and i lost it again and started to shout and cry. Because these retirement apartments like i said are called: St. Andrews Towers Apartments. For so long i know now what the problem was. I was boxing God in by saying no apartment for me and that i wanted a small house. When i gave up and said Lord, i don't care what it is, please step in and help me, i beg of you. Then it all happened. Glory to God in the highest!!!
Brother Julian