My dad picked up from a friends house and in the car he immediately told me not to freak out. Of course, my mind started racing on what could have possibly happened. He told me we weren’t going to whereas we’re living at the time because he had something to show me. (we were living in a single room with eachother in my uncles converted bedroom/garage.) i assumably guessed that we were being kicked out or something. But we drive down Lancaster boulevard and I was getting really anxious. We pulled into the driveway of a small blue house behind the DMV. I looked at him and couldn’t help but cry. Our family friend, now landlord, handed my dad the contract to lease our house. I have never, in my entire life, been so happy. God provided when it did not seem possible.