A man at the airport in San Francisco in the 1970’s told me that he and his wife had saved a little up, and felt that God wanted them to purchase a piece of property way up in the mountains in some state in the east, where they lived. So, they finally found a small property with enough flat land for a retirement house, and access to the road. Mostly hilly, though, but it did have a little spot of good view. They went and signed the papers and paid their money and went home. Then they noticed that the plot number was for some other plot. They called the broker, who basicly told them that what they signed was what they got. Period. So they prayed to not hate, and to keep trusting God anyway, and went to see if the property they had just purchased had any flat land, and whether it even had road access. It was bee-you-tea-full! 360 degree views, on the road, and almost all flat. They prayed to God as to what to do, and the bible did come in handy, too. So, they praised God for the property. Then they waited. Sure enough, soon the phone rang, and the broker was willing to exchange. Ahh, but what he had sold them was what they had bought. Done deal.
God surely timed their purchase right. The broker got a needed lesson about greed, and they got a needed update lesson on trust and obedience. Oh, and they got a fine piece of property to praise God for.
Please, please God, he keeps it!
A man at the airport in San Francisco in the 1970’s told me that he and his wife had saved a little up, and felt that God wanted them to purchase a piece of property way up in the mountains in some state in the east, where they lived. So, they finally found a small property with enough flat land for a retirement house, and access to the road. Mostly hilly, though, but it did have a little spot of good view. They went and signed the papers and paid their money and went home. Then they noticed that the plot number was for some other plot. They called the broker, who basicly told them that what they signed was what they got. Period. So they prayed to not hate, and to keep trusting God anyway, and went to see if the property they had just purchased had any flat land, and whether it even had road access. It was bee-you-tea-full! 360 degree views, on the road, and almost all flat. They prayed to God as to what to do, and the bible did come in handy, too. So, they praised God for the property. Then they waited. Sure enough, soon the phone rang, and the broker was willing to exchange. Ahh, but what he had sold them was what they had bought. Done deal. God surely timed their purchase right. The broker got a needed lesson about greed, and they got a needed update lesson on trust and obedience. Oh, and they got a fine piece of property to praise God for.