In yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, there was something more I wanted to discuss. So, I decided to write about it, today.
I mentioned that the buyer I met, his friend and I spent about an hour in the home he wanted to see.
During our time there, the buyer mentioned that he was downsizing. Since he's alone now, he feels that he doesn't need as large a home as what he currently has.
Later, while standing in the livingroom, he mentioned something about his wife.
Oops... maybe I misunderstood, I thought. So, I suggested that he may want to bring his wife to see the home, before making an offer. This was something he absolutely refused to do, claiming it didn't matter to him if she liked it, or not.
Then, an about turn happened. He asked me why my husband hadn't driven me to show the property, since I wasn't supposed to drive.
Be still my heart!
Normally, I don't discuss personal situations, but he repeated what he asked, in a different way. Thinking it would put an end to the current conversation, I replied that my husband was deceased.
He asked how long my husband had been dead. I replied that it was just over three (3) years.
Trying to change the conversation didn't help. He asked me another question, that really threw me for a loop.
He asked why I hadn't remarried. Before I could reply, he commented that he thought that my deceased husband would want me to remarry and not be alone.
Again, I tried to reply, but he interrupted me, again.
This time, he turned things around. He asked me if things had been different, if I had been the one to die, wouldn't I want my husband to remarry? Rather than have him live a lonely life.
Finally, I managed to get a word in. And commented that of course, I wouldn't want Gordon to be sad and lonely. If I had died first, and if Gordon were still here on earth, I would want him to find love again, and remarry, to have a life of happiness.
Then, he asked me again, why I haven't remarried. This time, he waited for an answer.
I stated that the reason I haven't remarried, is because I haven't found anyone, yet. He looked absolutely shocked. And, didn't make another comment.
Truly, this personal conversation made me feel very uncomfortable.
After all, there I was, standing in a vacant house, with two (2) men, who were strangers to me. I silently spoke to God, letting him know I felt rather shocked over this whole situation.
But, I trusted Him.
This reminded me of Psalm 18:2, "The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower."
Please know that I was not terrified. Nor was I even nervous. Even though being a realtor is a fairly dangerous job.
Many people don't think about things like this, but there have been realtors raped, mugged, and even murdered, by people in vacant properties.
For some reason, I was calm. It was probably because I know that God is there for me. I trust Him, for everything in my life.
Hopefully, you do, also!
If you are not yet saved, not yet a born-again Christian, you can have the assurance I have. All you need to do is believe on, or trust in Jesus Christ, God's Son, who came to earth to die on a wooden cross, for my sin, yours and all who will believe. Trust in Him, and you will be saved.
Until next time...
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