“God where are you? I thought you answers prayer,” I cried for the umpteen time. I was worried, I was depressed.

“My dear, it’s okay. I think you should stop talking for now so that you don’t offend God. No matter what happens, he remains God and he answers prayer,” my husband told me.

I shook my heard vigorously because what he was saying did not sink in at all. My husband returned from work that day to break a very sad news to me. He had lost his job.That was something I had prayed and fasted against. There were rumours that some people were going to be laid off in his place of work. I was hoping that because of my husband’s commitment, the retrenchment won’t affect him. I also prayed too. But after the prayers, he was retrenched.

Though not much was coming in from the job, which made us to owe our land lord three months rent, at least we had food to eat. I was hoping that by the time I resume work after my maternity leave, I would be able to support my husband financially.

“Where are these chronic debtors,” The landlord shouted. My heart jumped into my stomach. I didn’t know what to do.

“O God! not now,” I cried in my heart. I
signalled my husband to stay inside while I went outside to meet our landlord. I intentionally carried my baby. When I went outside, I met the landlord with some young men standing outside.

“Good evening sir,” I greeted.

“Madam debtor, I am not here for your greetings. I brought some people to help you pack your load see since you cannot do it by yourself.”

“Landlord please, have mercy. Consider this small child who is less than three months.” At that point, my husband came out to join me.

“So you are inside, yet you sent your wife to come and meet me.”

Before my husband could say anything , landlord told the boys to go inside and bring our loads out.

My husband got angry and wanted to resist them but I begged my husband to allow them have their way. He called our pastor and told him what was going on. Within few minutes our pastor arrived. By that time, some of our belongings have been brought outside.

Pastor begged our Landlord to stop the boys from scattering our loads. He promised him that we would move out from his house the next day. The landlord agreed.

“Abel, why didn’t you tell me that you are having a challenge with your landlord?” pastor asked my husband.

“Daddy, I didn’t know that it will get to this point.”

“It’s okay. One of our members who lives abroad told me to help get a caretaker for his house. He has eight units of two bedroom flats. The challenge is that his brothers were mismanaging the house. They squandered the proceeds from the rent, without giving him anything. So he approached me to help him get a faithful member, who can live in one of the flats and also take care of the rest. He is willing to part with one third of the monthly payment from tenants. The only thing he needs is an honest person.
Since he talked to me, I having been praying for God to direct me. I was about contacting someone before you called me on phone. Almost immediately, I had a ministration in my spirit that you are the one the job is for. He needs the person urgently, because he is traveling back to his base next tomorrow. ”

“Daddy, did you say that he is willing to give free accommodation and part of the monthly rent for the remaining seven flats?” My husband asked in disbelief.

“Yes. Whenever, the tenants pay rent, you divide it into three parts, pay two part into his bank account and take one part. Whatever you are getting is like a free money,” pastor assured him

“I will do it daddy, thank you sir,” my husband said happily.

“If you don’t mind, I will like us to visit the place now. It is near our church street,” pastor told my husband.

The owner of the house was so happy to meet my husband. He even gave him money to help us move our things to his house. Though he didn’t know that we were kicked out from our former place.

The miracle of moving from one room to two bedroom flat was shocking. We have not even thought of the money that would come from the rent.

“Does God still answer prayer,” my husband asked me.

I was just looking at him without uttering a word even as I opened my mouth in wonder.