Last year during the heavy rains, where I lived was badly affected to the extent that almost everybody in my area had to move. I kept telling myself that I will not move from my house until we had the money and a better accommodation. The room where I slept and my parlour were dry. A day before we packed out my husband came from work and said it was time to get a new house. Though he had no money, we knew God was able to supply all our needs according to His riches. The next day I moved my things from my room. As I did this, I noticed that there was a large crack on the wall. I called my husband and we agreed that God was going to make an accommodation for us. An hour later, he had a phone call from a client to collect a cheque of ₦500,000. He cashed the cheque and we packed out to the new and better flat the same day. I went back to my former house the next morning and I found out that even the parlour and the room were all flooded with the water. Is God not awesome?