rechelle's lifelyrics

My favorite place to sit in my home is in front of the fireplace on my leather recliner. I can enjoy the warmth of the flames and watch the birds through the large windows that face the natural conservation area behind our property.

This morning, I was really enjoying the view of the Coburg hills far beyond the framework of the leafless trees standing tall as the anchors of the hillside in our yard, and it occurred to me. This spot is a perfect view of the beginning of our life in Oregon. In a few weeks, green leaves from our Big Leaf Maple and Ash trees will obscure the view of the farm beyond the natural landscape, and the Coburg hills about 10 miles beyond the farm, but I hope the memory of the beginning never dims in my heart.

I think it’s pretty profound that the plot of land we chose to build our dream home on has a perfect annual view of where we started at Premier RV Resorts, nestled at the foot of those hills in the quaint little town of Coburg. When our family of 7 made the journey in March of 2011 to relocate from sunny Southern California to rainy Eugene, Oregon, we had no idea what lay in store or how rough the road would be. All we knew was that God gave us a “parting of the red sea” and that He would take care of us. We were leaving a 3,000 square foot home in California to live in our 31 foot Class C motor home (about 250 square feet for all 7 of us) until Ray could find work and we could afford to rent a home somewhere in Oregon. I remember that I prayed earnestly as I saw the events unfold, “I see that you are delivering us with a mighty hand, but please also plant us with a mighty hand…”

This is one of those examples where my small mind thought it would be so simple and we would have a home to dwell in soon after our arrival in Oregon. I never imagined it would take 8 months for Ray to be offered the job that would enable us to move out of the RV park to a rental home. One day, I was driving out of the park to go run some errands (which meant that I was facing those Coburg hills to get to the main driveway), and I was so broken hearted. I was sobbing, and I said, “Lord, I don’t feel very planted!” When I wiped my eyes so I could see where I was going, there was a huge, beautiful rainbow just beyond the park over the pasture in front of those very hills! That moment was such an encouragement to me, and even though I didn’t know how or when, the gift of that rainbow helped me to know that all of the hardships that I, and we, were going through were part of the plan.

I’m so grateful to be able to bloom where I’ve been planted, right here in this home with a view of the beginning.