I was a single struggling mom to a 8
month old beautiful little boy. One evening I felt very strongly to pray
over our one bedroom ground floor apartment. I anointed the doors, the
doorways, the windows and asked for God to protect our little home and
all that it contained, including us.
The following morning I felt uneasy but at the
same time I remembered my prayers the night before. So quickly I prayed
again over our home and left. While leaving I thought to myself "I should
clean the mess up in the kitchen so no one sees it." Brushing off my thoughts,
being my son and I were the only ones living there at the time, I raced
out the door. It was 8am.
At 9am I received a call from my apartment complex
telling me that the sprinkler systems had frozen and busted in four units
on the upper floors and I needed to return to the complex.
I arrived at 9:30am and the fire department was
already in my apartment. The only thing different was my belongings had
been pulled back from the walls. I thought it silly since nothing notable
had taken place.
Then I looked again and saw on the walls lines
of water that seemed to "split". That was when I noticed that where the
splits were was where my grandmothers paintings were hanging. Management
told me they couldn't understand it.
You see there were a total of four units that
the sprinkler system had broke. All of them were on the second floor. Everyone
of them had collected so much water that the second floors collapsed into
the ground floors. Everyone except mine. The water in the above floor had
more water than the others and no one could understand how the above apartment,
to my own, did not collapse destroying everything I owed or how the water
split at all of my belongings and nothing was touched!
I still had to move but because of God's divine
protection and care I lost nothing. God rocks my world!