About Me

My photo
Widow, retired missionary, ordained minister, mother, grandmother and great grand mother. My Blog:https://ddeschampsblog.blogspot.ca/

Saturday, January 16, 2021

Our house sells in a phone booth

 



The dictionary defines the word lavish as profuse, exuberant, lush and opulent.  So, when the Word of God says that the Lord lavishes his unfailing love on you, it’s not a little bit of love, it is not a second-hand kind of love, it is not a distant kind of love, no, it’s a first quality love, an exuberant and unconditional love.

In August 1990, when we left Ottawa for the mission field in Mexico, our beautiful country home in Carp was still on the market. It had been on the market for months. It was a beautiful home with all the bells and whistles, but in was far in the country side and expensive.  Therefore prospective buyers were and far and few between, even if it  was listed with a prominent Ottawa realtor.

Roger’s C.A. practice had been sold and he felt that we needed to leave even if the house was still on the market. To leave for the mission field without a sold sign on the property was somewhat scary, nevertheless, on August 2nd. waving at our three adult children and giving one last look at that “For Sale” sign, we left for California.

Back in those days, there were no cell phones and no wireless services. Nevertheless, before we left, we promised our kids to call them every day to make sure all was well back in Carp. Also it was to inform them how we were doing as we travelled throughout the United States to reach California.

Using a phone booth along the way was our only way to stay in touch. But, these type of phones would want us to deposit $3-$4 in quarters before giving us a connection. Using a credit card was not an option. Every evening, I would call our house in Carp. I would make a collect call and ask to speak to Denise. A collect call only required .25¢. If everything was fine, the kids would just say that I was not there and I would hang up.  If they needed to talk to us our daughter Chantal would get on the line and pretend to be me. This way we avoided long distance charges every evening.

One evening we were crossing the mountains when we finally found a campground in Yuma, Arizona. We were by then just about 4 hours away from San Diego. We ate supper and then called the kids from a phone booth near the campground office. By then it was 10:00 p.m. in Carp.

Chantal answered and pretended to be me.  She was in a mild state of panic as we had an offer on the house and it was due to expire at 11:59 p.m.

So, we called our realtor who was also in a mild panic waiting for our call.  Once she gave us the details, we concluded that probably by talking to the other realtor, we could come to an agreement on this offer.

Our realtor, keeping us on the line, called the prospective buyers realtor on another line, who called his client on another line.

We went back and forth for quite some time. At one point the camp ground manager brought us two chairs and told us: “If you are going to spend the evening in that phone booth, you might as well sit down.”

Every once in a while, the telephone operator would make us put more quarters in the payphone.  Again, the campground manager bailed us out by supplying us with those much needed quarters.

We had to decide on a fair price, so we haggled over that topic. Then we wanted a quick closing date, but the buyers wanted 60 days to get their finances arranged.

Anyhow, after 1.5 hour, we finally were agreed on all the details and made a verbal agreement that was to be followed the next day with a written contract sent by fax.

After thanking our realtor, we finally hung up.  It was 11:30 p.m. in Carp, but we still called the kids to tell them the good news.

The Lord had honored our faith by leaving after the business sold. Before we even got to San Diego, the house had sold. It sold, in a phone booth in Yuma, Arizona.

When we finally returned to our trailer, we realized that in this specific situation, the Lord had lavished His unfailing love on us, it was not a little bit of love, it was not a second-hand kind of love, it was not a distant kind of love, no, it was a first quality love, an exuberant and unconditional love. The Lord had just given us what we really needed for this specific need in our lives at that time. Amen!

To this day, almost 29 years later, He daily continues to lavish this kind of exuberant love on my life and ministry.

This song explains my feelings:

I am in awe of you
I am in awe of you
I am in awe of you
I am in awe of you
You are beautiful beyond description
Too marvelous for words
Too wonderful for comprehension
Like nothing ever seen or heard
Who can stand your infinite wisdom
Who can fathom the depths of your love
You are beautiful beyond description
Majesty and enthroned above
I stand, I stand in awe of You

Denise 


 

No comments:

Post a Comment

Featured Posts

Welcome

Welcome to my blog!   I have been inspired by the comments I received in response to some of my comments, thoughts, feelings and scriptur...