Just recently, this very thing happened in my life. We moved to Oregon in February of this year after living in Washington for seven months (that is another story for another day). After arriving, we feverishly searched for a house. Finally, we found one in the “perfect” location, situated right behind my kids’ schools. Everything seemed to be going smoothly until the day before we were to move in. I called and the woman (homeowner) changed her mind! What??? Everything pointed to this being the perfect house! After a few tears (okay, many tears), we went searching again…sigh! The next morning we checked out some townhomes. Now I am not opposed to apartments, townhomes, condos, etc., however, keep in mind I have FOUR children. We took a tour and I was pleasantly surprised. These townhomes spanned nearly 1600 sq. ft. and the one we were hoping to get would be set facing the beautiful hills behind us. To make a long story short, we moved in two days later.
Now you are probably wondering how this scripture in Luke plays in, right? Well during the time we were looking for a place to live, there was a young mother calling out to God, asking him to help her find a church. She was raised a Christian, but now was living here in Oregon, far away from her family in New Mexico. She had been asking, seeking, knocking and God in His great love and mercy heard her cry. He changed our situation and opened a door for her. She lives in the apartment below us and we met under unusual circumstances (funny how God does that) but her and her fiancé now call our church home, and two weeks ago, he was baptized in the precious name of Jesus.
Although, God changed our situation and at one point, I even felt quite abandoned, He was responding to the pleas of this young woman. She asked and received, she sought and found, she knocked and God opened the door! The word of God never fails!