Murray had been a Realtor for over 25 years. In all that time he had experienced the highs and the lows that were a part of life in real estate.
But in the past few years Murray grew tired of the demands the business made on him – demands that seemed to become more unbearable every day.
For Murray, adjusting to the emotional whim of others had become tedious. He felt like he had become a victim of other people’s moods. He was sick of the ceaseless whining about his commission during listings, the continuous client demands for his services above and beyond the call of duty and the reputation of the Real Estate Industry, lacking respect and often compared to the used-car-sales profession by public majority. He had lost patience for clients who vacillated in making any decision, lacking full co-operation and ignoring Murray’s sound advice, yet expecting full attention from Murray to jump at their beck and call.
Murray’s growing discouragement crept into all corners of his life – right down to the annoying shrieks of the winter birds that greeted him each morning as he set out to face another frustrating day.
He was sick of it.
Without any joy left in his heart, Murray died in his sleep.
It seemed as though all those sleepless nights, disappointments and depression had simply consumed him and took his life away.
Murray had been a good and decent man in his life. So he went to Heaven. As it turned out, Murray became a Realtor in Heaven. “The Real Estate business has got to be better up here,” said Murray. And he was right. It was a breeze being a Realtor in Heaven.
There was no need to upgrade his computer, purchase a laptop or new software at the same price as the laptop. There was no new technology to learn or ‘clickability and linkability’ counts to worry a bout. There was no Doberman Pinchers jumping on his clean old Lincoln or survey stakes that weren’t where they should be. There were no fees to pay. No worry as whether a sold property was still showing on his website. Murray didn’t need to attend seminars to renew his license. He didn’t even need a license.
There was no need to look for clients. They came to him. No deals fell through, ever. Everybody bought dream houses, thousand-acre farms and development million dollar properties, all bought through Murray. And even though all his clients had all the money they needed to pay cash for their homes and investments, they still got mortgages because there were mortgage brokers in Heaven too. Murray was thrilled. It was like, well, it was like being in Heaven.
But Murray was the kind of person who had always enjoyed a challenge and soon he became bored. This was just too easy. It was downright meaningless and dull.
Murray went to the real estate association of Heaven. He told them that while he was very grateful for the way things were, he wished that the real estate business in heaven could be more challenging. Perhaps instead of always getting all the listings he wanted and selling every property he showed, maybe the deals he did could only have the “possibility” of succeeding. That way the satisfaction of getting a deal done could be enjoyed all the more.
Success, Murray summarized, can be savoured far greater when it is achieved by overcoming obstacles. He would rather work with the potential of failure. “If I fail,” Murray said, “I will not think of it as losing, but rather an experience to learn from”.
Since Murray was in Heaven, the real estate association gave him everything he asked for. But after a while Murray had a few more requests. “It is very peaceful here in Heaven and people are wonderful and all nice. It would be more