Everyday Miracles – THE house

I remember very vividly as a teen and even as tween, thinking how could God be real if he spoke with all the people in the Bible yet he is silent today. Where were the miracles? Where were the people who had a direct phone line open to God? God to me was not something you could feel, nor see, yet alone hear.  I know better now. God speaks to us daily. It is the human race who is at fault. We do not stop to see what he is showing us and everyday miracles have become coincidence. I had a series of life events that led me to the place I am at right now. Just 7 months ago I was not an active believer in any means. Yes, I did believe God existed but that’s as far as it went.   The day started out very badly. The day that set this journey in motion was in the end of February. Our Jack Russell had puppies on January 23rd and it was not planned. We thought she was fixed so didn’t keep my 60 pound Black Lab away from the 12 pound Terrier. The four puppies drained Mama so bad we almost lost her. I had to rush her in to the vet when the puppies were 4 weeks old. Her calcium levels were so slow, she couldn’t even walk. $500 later my dog was fine, the puppies were abruptly weaned and I was devastated. I didn’t have the money to pay for the vet. Money has always been an issue for me, it is not unfamiliar territory but this blow would hurt bad.  A few days earlier I had called an ad about a home loan. My credit was not so hot after my divorce but we lived in a town I HATED and we paid way too much rent for a tiny house. I was desperate to move back up north where I knew we belonged. I knew I would never get approved but thought maybe the guy could tell me how I was doing financially. I had purchased a car and the payment history had raised my credit score but I didn’t know how much.  So I get home from the vet, late for work and in tears. I am just tired of life’s struggles. I worked so hard and we had nothing to show for it. The thought of renting yet another house was just depressing. My children have moved more time than I even want to admit. Dave (my fiancee’) left to get me breakfast and I was in tears. When he came home I was doing a happy dance on the phone. The guy from the mortgage company said I was PRE-APPROVED for house. OK thanks a bunch but HOW?  As of that moment my bank account was negative, I had only been on the job 2 months and yet somehow I was able to start house hunting. At the time I couldn’t explain why the events were taking place but the feeling of house hunting was such a thrill.  During the whole process I kept waiting for the call to say the house was not an option, but the call never came. In the middle of the search, the government changed the laws for high risk loans making them much harder to obtain yet somehow I was OK. If you could see my credit report, you would see this as the miracle that I do.  We came up north several times to look at houses and even looked in Wyandotte since I was torn about being so far from my Mom who is 70. That decision alone was rough. Who do I side with – my kids or my Mom? She was very upset and lonely when we moved away last time, now it was like we teased her living by her for a year and a half only to move away again. She is very close to my kids and it was a rough time for us deciding. My theory was that finding a house was like finding a wedding dress – I would just KNOW. I remember telling my Mom the very same thing. I had found a few houses in Wyandotte that would have worked for us but didn’t get excited. Her theory was that the money scared me. $100,000 might be a tiny amount for a house but when you are a Mom of six and it is ALL on you, it IS scarey.  We spent all my days off house hunting. I was working 40-60 hours a week, plus being in school full time and had taken on the full time job of house hunting. After a few weeks, I just wanted to be done. I was exhausted emotionally. So we settled on a house in Wyandotte since there seemed to be nothing big enough up north. We told the kids we were going to make an offer and my oldest son was very upset. He told me we didn’t even give Owosso a chance. So, I agreed to do the 2 hour drive, house hunting one more time in Owosso. We scheduled a day with the realtor and had 7 more houses to look at.  When the realtor walked in this house, before I was even in the door she said I was going to love it. When I described my perfect house to her, it was a big fixer-upper, original hardwood floors, an open, wooden staircase with a foyer and a fireplace. My first look at the woodwork in this house and I was sold. This was the house I had envisioned all my life. I didn’t even get upstairs and I knew this was my house. I had chills all over my body. At the time I would have said the chills were excitement but now I know better. I know those chills – they are Holy Ghost Chills    We closed and moved into the house of my dreams in early April. My Mom came to visit and gave me her blessing on my decision. My children are happy, have made tons of friends and we just are thrilled with the house, despite all the repairs it needs.  Were the events leading up to us getting this house all coincidence? NOPE! God had a plan…….