My Hope & Prayer for a Home Continues · Faith, Grief & Art as Prayer

My Hope & Prayer for a Home Continues

I was over qualified for both apartments at The Gray and under-qualified for the Lanesborough Apartments.

I applied for the original apartments I really wanted when I thought $125.00 was too high for application fee. I learned it is less than usual and am waiting on approval.

Now days, you give access to your actual bank account and paycheck account for approval process. Yep, that’s the truth of it all now.

Sorry I am not present here right now.

Things are just a lot for me currently.

Apparently, Mazlow’s Hierarchy of needs is alive and well in my experiences at the moment.

Finding and getting home security will free up my life to create. That is my hope.

I apologize again for the significant delay.

I feel living by Herman Park will help inspire my art and creativity.

My apartment, praying, is on the second floor facing a beautiful pool. In the Inner City of Houston Texas. Moving to the big city is a miracle that I am excited about it.

I am just keeping you all informed. I can only apologize for going through some grief facing homelessness since September 2025. I am simply being priced out of a home with my new job. And this job is My God’s provision for me in so many ways to grow as a person.

I am learning more and more about criminal manipulation at my job.

So, this means that I am failing forward much of the time. This is a rough but necessary growing experience. These things along with 2 hours of driving each day is all that I have right now.

I thought of canceling the community until I can really be here for it but decided to keep you informed and if you want to contribute to the slow and steady simpleness, please stay and communicate what is going on in your life and maybe the grief that you find in it.

My grief, showing up, is the unpredictability of life and the fact that it is harder than expected. The reminders of these feelings are deep within like a continual back story that lives in the present.

I discharged 6 residential clients, intensive paperwork, and taught three groups on Thursday. I worked from 7:30am to 10:00pm since II am off today and had to get the paperwork done in 72 hours. The pressure, manipulation of clients and making mistakes making my boss and my client’s Parole officer very upset with me. I felt real attack from the enemy of my soul as testing me along with the traffic and fighting to stay awake while driving in heavy traffic.

And still, I made it. Picked up my heart and continued. After a kind suggestion and advice of a coworker, I felt that moment of inspiration to finish the evening strong. Breaking the almost tears into that smile of courage.

Finding the usefulness in the reality of the matter and accepting the connections with childhood emotions is helping me unite with my inner child again.

I get this pressing realization that The Lord closes doors to give us a push in the right direction. A direction that would not be taken without discomfort.

In my efforts to find a home close to work even though I find myself failing forward. I am believing He is the source of this job and the favor will keep going in my work.

The first apartment that I researched by Herman Park.

I hear Him say, The door is open! I am following through where I find myself led and try a door that presents itself. I squeamish away from the door because of some bad reviews. I seek out another door.

I pay $167. For application fees. I hear Him say, The door is open!

I put out some money for this door and wait. But the door before me closes. I know I must move to the next door because I sence the doorway I am in is closing.

I try the next door. I put some more money in and ask a friend for a letter to help the process.

I hear Him say, The door is open. I put more time and more money into this presenting door and I wait for the door to open but it is slow so I wait.

I feel the tension to seek out the next door. I hear Him say, The door is open!

I feel the tension and seek out the next door. There is no door I say to the Lord or where is the door Lord?

I turn around to consider the first door. The door at Herman Park.

I call the agent and ask a question on the review I read and my ears literally hurt. He said, after a big storm last year they had alarm system wiring that became cracked causing fire alarms to go off. The system was checked and the wire was fixed but another round of alarms went off. He said this happened multiple times until they found the source of the problem and it was fixed. He said, I wished you would have called me to ask. I said I know, I should have.

I paid $127. To inquire if this door is open. I hear Him say, The door is open.

I get a call, the previous door closes, I am not qualified but I have some money tied up in theat door. Still, I am trusting the Lord I will get that back.

I am currently believing and waiting on The Herman Park door to open.

My anticipation, Lord, is this the door?

I pay my rent where I currently live for another month knowing, this door I am in is closing.

I am experiencing being priced out of my home and they are raising the rent with the next lease by $70. a month.

The gas cost has risen and I seek The Lord for relief. Waiting on the approval.

This is my prayerful process I decided to share. Not sure why.

This Good Friday finds me resting in. I get me some Stuffed Crust Little Ceasar's Pepperoni Pizza and Home Made Blue Bell Ice cream with some CocaCola. Both my dogs are beside me and Julie True music peacefully playing.

Check out the Classroom Resources for some of my favorite music experiencing The Lords Peaceful and Worshipful Grace. I keep adding to it as Life moves forward and I remember surrender everyday of the week.

My creativity for the day is posted in the last photo. Fitting in my studio and living space in one small room with tape shapes. I didn’t label them though. But the bunch of small shapes to the right and closest to the kitchen is my easel and tables to grab paint and brushes.

I will lable them now just so you can see, it has been a process of placing things to flow and fit.

Blessings for your Resurrection Weekend.

Please post a new post about you and something you might share with this new community in the slow start phase.

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