I was overwhelmed with the responsibility. I kept coming back to what I began calling “The River House.” It was late March, and although the home had five bedrooms it, in my opinion, was a wallpapered mess. However it was the home Mark insisted we get, in the Ravenswood subdivision, and while it was far from my dream home, it definitely was the absolute right decision. We have loved living here, loved our neighbors and the neighborhood. God has blessed us so.
The day of closing, I fretted that Mark might not like what I had negotiated for us. We were driving down our street, Mark suggested we park and take a look at the Grand River we’d be living across the street from. As we marveled at how beautiful it was on the banks of this peaceful setting, Mark suddenly whispered, “Don’t move.” He pointed and standing to my right was a majestic Great Blue Heron. He wasn’t thirty feet away, standing taller than me, giving me a wary eye. I had never seen such a gorgeous bird in person before and was amazed how tall the creature was. In the years that followed, I realized that this sighting was a manifestation of God’s grace and blessings on our first home because for eleven years if I walked on my porch and there were any Great Blue Herons even on the opposite side of the river, they’d take flight. They aren’t like other similar birds. They are extremely shy and won’t tolerate humans; they’ll just fly away. So that one heron I stood so close to was a mini miracle in a way and I have always considered it a sign from the Lord that I was so breathtakingly close.
Fast forward to October 2014. I had been keeping my eye on real estate with zero intent on moving, when one home caught my eye. I remember thinking, now this is a home that could make me move but thought nothing more of it. We had two trips coming up and the holidays to think about.
After returning from a stay in Germany where I visited my daughter, grandchild and her husband, it was January 2015 when I saw that this “dream house” was reduced. I toyed with the idea of going to see it, but dismissed the thought almost as quickly as it came until I received a letter in the mail.
Kim, a local realtor had sent out letters to all Ravenswood residents suggesting if we were thinking of moving now was the time as she repeatedly received requests for homes in our subdivision. After talking with Kim on the phone and making it clear that this “dream house” would be the only house I’d consider moving for, with my hopes very low, I made an appointment to see it.
I realized after seeing this home that pictures couldn’t begin to do it justice. In addition, in the lovely formal living room, in the corner of the floor to ceiling windows stood two life-sized Great Blue Heron sculptures. I was astonished and my skeptical mind began to wonder – is this a home God has provided for us?
With each milestone of the buying process I didn’t dare even hope. Mark and I kept saying, “IF we get this house…”
Never really imagining we’d be able to get it.
On the morning of the all-important inspection, I opened the picture window blinds and a Great Blue Heron flew across my entire field of vision. I believe it was an assurance from God that this indeed was going to be our new home.
March 27th we closed and we will be moving to Okemos, Michigan into a home I never thought we’d ever own. It literally is my dream place. I was the daughter of a school secretary/Thrift Shop owner and granddaughter of a Gramma who waitressed to help put me through college. I started working when I turned 16 years old, and worked three, sometimes four jobs to put myself through college. As an Army wife, I elected to remain home to raise my three fantastic children and never regretted a moment. I honestly didn’t even aspire to own a home as amazing as the one we’ll be moving into, but God apparently had other plans.
Needless to say Herons are a symbol to me. As corny and cliché as this sounds, I marvel at God’s amazing grace and am so, so thankful. His blessings absolutely astound me.
That’s my piece for today.