This last couple of weeks has not been an easy time for my family as my grandpa Loewen passed away on the 4th of October. Pretty much the whole family was able to come out for the long weekend as we said good-bye and celebrated the life of Grandpa. It's incrediably difficult to lose someone you love yet God has promised to bring hope. His faitfulness never fails as I see evidence of every day.
I was relieved with joy when I recieved a phone call last weekend saying that my friend and I had finally found a place to live. I had prayed about it and it seemed as though God was putting this aparment right in our laps. So we put a damage deposit down and I began to relax and get excited. However a couple of days ago, I recieved some bad news. The people that lived in the apartment were being evicted, that was the reason that it was available, however circumstances changed and they were now being un-evicted. Which meant that we were on the search....again. My heart dropped, it didn't make sense. And honestly it still doesn't. It's hard not to be discouraged, and even harder to realize that no matter how many times disappointment, hurt, or pain arrises, He still expects complete, undeniable faith. I am brought back to the many blessings that He has poured into my life, and that is what gives me hope. Not to focus on what He has taken away but on what He has given us from the incrediable out-pouring of His love.
