Hopefully, you've read recent Life with Lynnie (LwL) entries, where I wrote about packing up my deceased husband Gordon's clothing.
If you did, you'll know that I took it out of town with me when I left on a business trip to take copies of my book Love Never Fails You... to Good Books Christian Bookstore, in Oakville, Ontario. You'll also be aware then, that I made several stops along the way, visiting friends and relatives, where I left Gordon's clothing.
In yesterday's entry, I wrote about how I wondered what I should do about Gordon's dresser. The dresser he had treasured, because his grandfather had built it.
All the way home, I pondered what I should do about the dresser.
This wasn't a new dilemma, because every day I would wake up, see the dresser and feel sad, once again. It's just that I reached a point where I felt like I had to do something about this situation.
A thought came to me, while I was driving.
Very recently, a relative of Gordon's had contacted me by messaging me on Facebook (FB). I hadn't heard from this particular person since before Christmas 2009, just a couple of months after Gordon died.
The contacting relative had messaged me to let me know that he was sorry about how he had treated me. He also apologized for the way his family had treated me. They had totally wiped me out of their lives.
Along with the apologies, this fellow notified me that he was beginning his studies to go into ministry. At the time, I praised God and thanked Jesus for this!
Even though we had no contact, I had not given up praying for him and his family. Prayer works!
As I was driving, I reflected upon this.
After all, I knew I could give Gordon's dresser to almost anyone who needed a dresser. If they didn't like the colour, they could repaint it.
But, I knew in my heart I wanted it to go to someone who would appreciate it's heritage value. A relative of Gordon's.
There was my answer! At least on my part. I decided that upon arriving home, I would message Gordon's relative on FB, to ask if he would like to have the dresser that Gordon's grandfather built.
Until next time...
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