Since the Bible Training Center was holding their second year of classes at Sheridan Assembly in Tulsa, I decided to go there first and audit a class. Seating my self with the students, I sat back and tried to blend in.
One gentleman realized that I was not a student so he asked me, “Why are you here?”
I told him, “My husband and I will be students in the next school term, and that I was there to purchase a house for our family.”
Enthusiastically he flipped through his wallet and drew out a business card. “Here,” he said, “My father-in-law is a Real Estate Agent and he can help you.”
Did I just “Happen,” to sit next that particular student?
Arriving at my motel, I called the number on the card, and was pleasantly surprised when the man I was supposed to call answered the telephone. He just “Happened” to have floor duty that day!
I gave him all the information as to what I needed: a four bedroom house, a certain price range, a large yard for our two big dogs.
He asked if I would be free the next day to view homes, and I grabbed the opportunity. In the meantime, he would put together a list of homes available, and we would start early the next morning.
True to his word, he took me to view many homes in the Tulsa area but none were ringing a bell.
Three homes in that area were shown to me. Suddenly, as we looked through the last home, I heard in my spirit, “This is it.”
I called my husband and shared the particulars. He told me what to offer and not to go over a certain price. Everything clicked. I told the sellers, when we needed Escrow to close, signed papers, left a deposit, and flew back to California. With not so much ado, we had our home – a home in Broken Arrow!
Two months later we arrived in Oklahoma with our menagerie and family. We met the agent, made all the closing settlements, and headed out to our new home. The sellers were doing their final sweep and told us they would be out in 20 minutes or so. Shortly we were able to set up our beds, bring in our things and settle in for the night.
Now, do you believe that “Just happened?” … Or was it God?