I cried and cried. We didn’t tell anyone but the Lord. I spent time talking to God about what he had asked us to do. He wanted us to move to a new city where we didn’t know anyone, make sacrifices and yet here we were in this situation. I remember being brutally honest with the Lord in my prayer time.
"Oh Lord, answer in the day of trouble. I am surrounded by distress. I find myself pressed in on every side by sickness, calamity, deception and loss. Lift me up to a higher place, oh Lord. Lift me up to a place of safety – you are my hiding place. Hear my prayer. Hear the prayers of those I love."