A Prayer for People Who Rent Instead of Own

I've been renting apartments, condominiums, or homes for most of my adult life. It can get stressful to live at the whim of your landlord, especially here in the ultra-expensive Silicon Valley. After getting hard news from my landlord yesterday I decided to write a short prayer for renters, a prayer to help me and that I hope helps you.FATHER,Here we are again. News-not-good delivered by my landlord. I think this means we have to move. Again.This is not the dream. I want stability, for the roots to run deeper right here in this exact place where you have put us—where my family of five is flourishing. It's not just my family, it's my neighbors too—we love them and have sought their welfare, we want to continue living with these people. This is home! Father, this is home! Help!Are you lifting, ending, a sense of call to this place...this corner of the Valley that we love? The call runs deep in our bones, so you need to help us with this disorientation that was just delivered to my doorstep.Here "we" are again. We. You are with me. I don't have to figure this out on my own. You're the Father, I'm the son. So lead me. What do we do? I woke to this Psalm this morning, and you met me here: "You have given me relief when I was in distress. Be gracious to me and hear my prayer!" (Psalm 4:1). You've always given me relief when I was in distress, so how will you do it this time? You have always guided, you have always provided. And your provision has often been lavish, far better than I could've planned.LORD,I'm glad you had me soaking in Proverbs 3:5-6 yesterday morning, because I needed those words when my landlord showed up: "Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths." Right now I'm trusting you with about 60% of my heart. Raise the percentage! I think I've put the rest of my trust in me and in my landlord, so sort this out for me. Right now I do detect a lean towards my own understanding, so this conversation is a movement to acknowledge you and ask you to make straight my lean and make straight my paths.I'm seeing more clearly the more we talk. I see who is really in charge here. You are! You are LORD. You are LORD of my landlord! You're the sovereign one here, you can direct this outcome as you please. You say "I own the cattle on a thousand hills" (Psalm 50:10), plus you own the hills! So, you own this home, not my landlord. And you own this street we love and you own this whole expansive and expensive Valley we call home. So even if I owned a place instead of rented a place, you are the true owner. I'm not defined by wether I rent or own, I'm defined by You—my generous Owner, my kind LORD, my sovereign, wise, and good Father.I trust you. Guide my wife and me with our next step, for there are one hundred possible next steps. We want to step well. I'm tired of the energy I keep putting into housing, I believe I could put that energy in more fruitful places. I'm tired of the uncertainty of my housing, but perhaps you know this deepens my dependency on you. I know you hear these thoughts and feelings of mine, and at this moment it means a lot to be heard by you. I know we're on another J Curve together.Come. Be near to me. Be with me in this bad news. Then, redeem this bad news as we chart a course together that brings glory to you and flourishing to me, my wife, my sons, my neighbors, and this city that I love.