By: Natalie Nimmo
This is a story of perseverance, determination and faith. A journey of deliverance and freedom—the release or letting go of stressors in order to live a healthier lifestyle and the struggles I endured to achieve this.
This all started two years ago (January 2014) when I had just purchased my first home and chose to leave a company that caused a lot of stress. Shortly after I made this leap (March 2014), I realized it was a huge mistake. Plus, I became extremely ill for six weeks. After I returned to work, they advised me to resign in lieu of dismissal, due to failure in meeting objectives for two consecutive months (May 2014). Apparently, it didn’t matter that this was caused by a serious illness.
So, this begins my journey for, the right job. I put out résumés galore with little-to-no response. I also began having trouble making my mortgage payments among other bills. I remained positive and confident that all would be resolved soon. Unfortunately, life had a much different idea about what was going to take place, and the joke was on me. Six months later, unemployment had run out (December 2014), and I felt like things were going to hell in a hand basket.
The new year began badly, but I believed that this wouldn’t last for much longer (January 2015). I sought after organizations that would help with my mortgage. However, they couldn’t help me because I wasn’t in my house for two years yet. Downtrodden by this, I made the choice to sell ALL my furniture plus most of my jewelry. Then, I made another decision to welcome a roommate. The roommate moved in, which gave me a sense of hope (February 2015). Unfortunately, this turned out to be a colossal mistake. She wasn’t holding up her end, which made things worse for me. She eventually moved out months later.
At this time, depression had started to rear its ugly head (May 2015). As if I hadn’t had enough struggles, my best friend and I came to an impasse in our friendship. I walked away from a 15-year friendship (July 2015). This is not what I wanted, but I felt it was necessary since the friendship wasn’t healthy for me anymore. By this time, I had been on this journey for a year and a half, which I originally thought would be no sweat. I was terribly behind on my mortgage, plus foreclosure had begun. The judge had issued the foreclosure sale date to be October 26. At this moment, I changed my prayers. I started asking God to put me where he wanted me to be. I gave TOTAL surrender unto him. I proceeded to put my house up for sale but still felt like God did not put me in this house to lose it like this. So, I kept pressing on, professing my faith and proclaiming God’s deliverance from this struggle.
One morning, out of the blue, I got a call from the lady with the mortgage-assistance organization. She stated their guidelines had changed. It was no longer a requirement for me to be in my house two years (September 2015). She asked if I still needed assistance, to which I replied, “Lord, yes!” I got qualified a few weeks later, but I still needed the final approval from the mortgage company. It was now only 21 days before my house would be auctioned. Then, with only four days left before the sale date, I got the final approval. There was a catch though. I had to come up with $2,779.26 before they could help me. Just a few days prior, I had received some letters about a pension that I was completely unaware of. Come to find out, it was enough to pay that $2,779.26. See, God’s timing is truly perfect. Now that my house was saved with this mind-blowing miracle and blessing (October 2015), I still needed that right job.
After a few weeks, I got a call from the temp agency. A company wanted to hire me, so I began working again. Things were great for about 30 days, but I realized that it wasn’t going to pay the bills. The only thing running through my mind was that I needed to bust a move to find the right job. I prayed so hard on this because I didn’t want to make a mistake or smite God’s blessing by leaving this company. Then, I felt God giving me a sense of peace about leaving them. I somehow knew that I would have the right job within two weeks (December 2015). Despite all reason and sensibility, I resigned. You see, I knew that God works in the spiritual world and rarely makes sense in this world. Those who I did reveal what I had done were wondering if I had lost my ever-loving mind.
So, I hunkered down and pressed onward in my journey for the right job. This time, I suddenly felt like the flavor of the month. I had multiple interviews the first week. Then, on the second week, I had a great interview for a position that couldn’t possibly be a better fit. The next day, I got the call with a job offer. Finally, a job that is comparable in pay to my former company. Thank you, God, for these miracles and blessings! What a great way to start the new year.
In closing, the message is this: Don’t give up! God can make the impossible possible, which is exactly what he did for me. Remember, God rarely makes sense in this world because he works in the spiritual world. If you are following that direction, others may feel you are making a mistake. Believe in God’s direction, above ALL others. Plus, his timing is perfect and rarely in line with your own. So, be patient and enjoy your days, even when you are going through the worst storm of your life. Your breakthrough will come, and in time you will have a healthier lifestyle with freedom from the stressors that once made you feel imprisoned.