I found out Wednesday about some interesting news. The landlord has to raise the rent starting in January. Now, don’t panic. I have been expecting this. I knew in my heart that it wouldn’t happen unless we could afford it.
You see, what I didn’t know is that our landlord is not really our landlord, but his son. So, when my husband became ill and we had problems paying, he took the heat from his father because he liked us. Then when we got really behind and couldn’t pay until the tax return came in, he took more heat from his dad. But, we always paid and never caused problems. His dad has been pressuring him for two years now to raise our rent. In fact, I remember him mentioning that he would have to raise it several months ago. So, he finally told my husband Wednesday that he felt really horrible, but that his dad wants $1200. But, he then told Eliud that his dad will have to deal with $1100 because he is the one who does all the running around for him. I texted him Wednesday night that I was okay with the rent increase and not to worry. I didn’t want him thinking I was mad or upset about the increase when he should be worrying about his family and the storm.
My take on this….Amazing that his dad wanted to raise our rent or kick us out six years ago when this tribulation in my life began with my husband. I see that God used our landlord as a buffer between us and his dad. How incredible that God worked through him to protect us. Even now He is still protecting us.
I know that down the road in the next two-five years we are going to have to move due to my health. I also believe that God will provide just the right place for us at that time.
While my husband was sharing this conversation with me, I just wanted give thanks to God. Only He could have worked this way in another’s heart.