Take Heart

-

Here is the moulding that I am working on. It is such a slow process to remove a hundred years of paint without sanding. I mean s. l. o.w. If you want to buy me a gift, I use Citristrip by the bucket. I'm high maintenance. I know. 
I am also sketching away and making new things. I am currently working on a fifty inch canvas for a consulting firm. The painting is of a fashion diva. 

http://www.softsurroundings.com/P/Chalet_Quilt/

For the six years we have been working on our house, we have put our bedroom for the last thing. We have been consistently working on every other room so that the house is a haven for guests. This year, with my Christmas money, I wanted to start making our bedroom into a sanctuary. Well, I did buy a new comforter. Y'all. Come over here. You will want one straight away. It's gorgeous in a lovely spa blue. It's fuzzy like a blanket on one side and like a quilt on the other. Come take a nap. 

As things go sometimes, our car died the other day. It needed some new hoses and other things. Our brakes are leaking. This will make $1,300 we have spent on brakes in the last six months. We needed other things, but they will have to wait or we are going to have to google them and do it ourselves. Needless to say, Firestone is getting my Christmas money and I will be waiting on my bedroom. I cried a little bit. We spend so much time on the road that it would be nice to have a place of retreat to come into...instead of seeing the Lowe's house wrap on the wall. I'm thankful to be able to pay for it. It could be much worse. Some day I will have drywall, fixed windows, and curtains. 

In other news, I took a dive down our stairs the other day and hurt my knee. Oh man, y'all. As we arrived in our hotel room last weekend, our heater started smoking and burned up at the wall. This whole thing seems like a comedy of errors. I realize that God is using us and moving deeply in our hearts and that is why discouragement comes. I am thankful for the sweet encouragement of Jesus. I opened my Instagram this morning and saw this new shirt that just came out. I thought I simply must have that. Get yourself one.

http://www.shedoesjusticeshop.com/collections/clothes/products/take-heart-long-sleeve-preorder-designer-edition

Take Heart. He sees us.
Give to Gomer's House.


Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

David Crowder's House Restoration

-
Image
A recent edition of Waco Today featured David Crowder's six year renovation project(we had to go check it out). I said a quiet prayer that God would let our house be completed before six years was up for us and then I dove in to the details. David and his wife bought the home of the man who invented Dr. Pepper. It is encouraging to see something that took so much effort and energy come to completion. May we soon see the same thing. You can read the story of the Crowder renovation here .
Read more

A Writer's Callous

-
Image
Alright, baby photo below. Quit emailing me! ;-) I remember having a writer's callous when I was five years old. In my adolescence I hated it. Now, I find it fascinating. Almost as long as I have been alive I have borne a mark that declares I am passionate about something in such a way that it bores into my skin. I have been blessed with wonderful Apple products to use and I still prefer writing things out. I heard Michelle Pfeiffer say David Kelley writes out all of his award winning shows on yellow legal pad. I like that. I prefer a journal and a real wood pencil (the kind that are stained, not the yellow ones.) There's something romantic about it to me. Writing is a choice medium in my relationship with God . I love to prayer journal. I pour out thanks for every minute that I get to spend doing it. In last weeks post I told you that God broke my Mac so I would spend some time alone with Him (then I can have it back in January). Shortly thereafter the enemy came in tel...
Read more

Miscarriage | Infertility | Hope

-
Image
I encountered Jesus as a young child in a church pew in the balcony of an old country church. Through a lifetime of trial, I knew he was there. I did not always know or understand what he wanted of me, but I knew I was wanted. We could go through all of the pain and abuse of my life and unpack each tiny detail, but that is not what this is really about. I love what Frederick Buechner said, “Pain is not the biggest thing that has ever happened to you.” That is true. I have beheld far greater glory. As I clung to his word through all of this, I knew he was there.   My story about trying begins long before I began trying to have children. I tell you this because almost half of the population has been abused in some way. The attack on my uterus began when I was four-years-old. I spent most of my life believing that I was broken and I was crippled by shame. I carried that shame into every relationship I had. As I encountered people in the church, I never felt safe enough to ask for...
Read more