Sunday Serenity

This is the basis of intimacy with Jesus. I only know Him in the embrace of His person when He is allowed to 'do.' I have attempted to do service for Him; I now want Him to serve through me. I have lived my life for Him; He wants to live His life through me. My ministry has not been pleasing to Him; He wants to minister through me. I have struggled, attempted, and tried; I am tired and have accomplished nothing. I will rest in Him who came to source me. I will respond to His doing. I am a Jesus pusher!!!
- Dr. Stephen Manley

(Dr. Manley is scheduled to speak several times at our denomination's District Family Camp next month.)

Deck the...Deck

Awhile before we were married 33 years ago, a girlfriend and I planned to strike out on our own, um...together, and rent an apartment. That fell through when she met someone, became engaged within two weeks, and set off to marry her prince. I was a young thing in my parents' eyes, and they didn't want me living alone, so that was the end of that. Meanwhile I'd purchased a little bistro patio set at Englander's. But in all of her pale yellow splendor, Miss Bistro ended up in my parents' basement for another few years.

Fast forward to married life, when she came out of hiding and adorned a deck (first home), a paver patio (second home), and another deck (present home). She's gone from yellow to black, and recently to Heirloom White. What was I thinking, covering her original yellow cushions with ugly green vinyl?


Ah, that's better; a retro oilcloth print!




Miss Bistro has held up well over the years. With a fresh coat of paint and newly covered cushions, she's still going strong, and prettier than ever.

The Seemingly Endless Bed and Bath Redo

In an attempt to make some progress with the redo, I tackled a small project. Forgot to take any 'before' shots again; sorry. At least I'm consistent.

This wall hanging was a garage sale frame made of plastic to resemble wood. (I know--classy, eh?) I spray painted the frame with my bf Heirloom White, accidentally broke the glass, got disgusted with myself and made my project-gone-wrong disappear. After the shelf redo, though, I decided to retrieve it and try adhering fabric to the frame's backing using spray adhesive, centering our last initial on the fabric, and adding a hanger. (The letter 'S' was a self-adhering mirror for which I paid $1.49 and then spray painted HW.)


It's presently hanging over the towel rack. Not sure I love it there or at all. Maybe it'll grow on me. Maybe it needs something?