“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.” Matthew 7:7
Doors! New doors, old doors, open doors, closed doors and of course broken doors. As I seek I find! This month has flown by so quickly and new opportunities are knocking. Major career choices are being presented to me so I have been praying that God opens new doors, guides my steps to walk through the right doors and helps me slam shut the doors that are keeping me from glorifying him. He tells us to ask and it will be given but I always find this to be so hard only because I don’t know “His Will” and what I think would be the best for me most of the time isn’t. So the questions I ask myself are do I take a job out of state and travel again? Do I work 3 local part-time jobs to equal the salary of the traveling job? or do I start my own business doing what I love to do? If I take the great paying traveling job the cost of being away from my husband for weeks at a time I don’t think is worth it. 3 part-time jobs would require a lot of running around but I would be home and then of course doing what I love to do requires money that I don’t have. Oh my, Lord could you just open the door and push me through it.
So while praying for doors what do I stubble upon in my daughters basement. A old broken down door buried under a pile of junk just crying out for help. Pink, who the heck painted it pink and sponged it green. Someone with a talent a wee bit different than mine but that is okay. I now own this door!
So here we go. First Step-Find Old Door
Step 2: Remove all old hardware
Step 3: Using a handsaw I cut out the top dividing part of the door!
Step 4: Time to strip it down.
Step 5: 1st coat of Miss Mustard Seed Paint
Step 6: One Hour later I applied a 2nd coat of Miss Mustard Seed Paint
Step 7: Once the paint was dry I took a paint scraper and gently rubbed it along the surface to give it the chipped look I love.
Step 8: I measured the openings in the door and cut cardboard approximately 2 inches bigger so it would cover the space needed inside the door. Using burlap I covered the cardboard with a hot glue gun.
Step 9: I then attached the cardboard to back of door.
Step 10: Added jute, new door knob and hooks.
Step 11: Stenciled “Ask Seek Knock” Matthew 7:7 on the mid section of the door.
Step 12: Decorated with flowers, pictures and old keys.
My camera doesn’t give any justice to this picture, but I am working on that. There are so many ways to decorate it but I just kept it simple because of course my daughter wants it back. So in closing, I guess what doors others seem to want to close are sometimes doors others want to open. Whether it is the right one or the wrong one, a new one or and old one there will always be something to be learned by just opening it and going through it.
And so will be the rooms of my home! This is getting fun and becoming contagious. The other night my sister Trish called to tell me she saw another chair out for the garbage pickup in her town. She went on to tell me how much I am going to love this chair but also stressed how she is not carrying it 10 blocks home but would get it for me in the morning. Well, this did not rest well with me at all. After seeing the results of the first chair they now know I am not messing around. I immediately called my son, Seth who lived close by and told him he needed to go get it for me a.s.a.p. He refused until I told him I was going to remove him from the cell phone plan if he didn’t go get it NOW! So off he went. (Oh, the power of AT&T)
The location of this chair was only 1 block up and 1 block behind where he lived so it should have only taken him 5 minutes to get it but 20 minutes later still no call back. Impatient me now had to call to see what the heck was taking him so long. When he answered he was whispering in the phone “Mom stop calling there are people on the porch close by” “Mom, this is embarrassing , I can’t do this” I firmly said “Just do it” “Hurry Up….NOW” Two minutes later he calls back huffing and puffing…..”I got it” and I can tell he is now running back to his house. Laughter fills me as I say to myself…”THAT’S MY BOY” So here it is Chair # 2. Only 2 more to go until I have a full dining room set! lol Stay tuned for my next makeover.
He restores my soul; He guides me in the paths of righteousness For His name’s sake. Psalm 23:3
With a restless sleep behind me, my morning held no motivation however commitments I have made leave me no choice then to get myself moving for the day. First things first, I need my morning time with the Big Guy so off to my office I head. As I turn to my daily devotion today’s date sends a dagger to my heart. Today is Randy’s birthday, my youngest son’s father who passed away soon to be 4 yrs. ago. As I sit quietly, I ask myself “how are you supposed to celebrate the day someone was born when they are not here anymore?” Shouldn’t we celebrate the day he went to heaven now instead? Sometimes my thoughts seem a bit off and I know people don’t understand my faith talking but I do and that is all that matters to me. So as I start off my morning talk with the Lord I end it by asking Him to especially bless and be with Randy’s family today, to guide my steps toward the purpose He has for me and that I may glorify Him somehow with this day He has given me. Then off I go feeling strong until I turned on the radio in the car and of course there it was, the reminder song, that song that takes you back to a place you will never forget no matter how hard you try. A wonderful place but a place that no longer exists, a memory to a chamber in your heart that you thought was vacant. Tears are now distorting my driving view as I look up and say “Thank You for taking me there” and ask again for Him to be with me and maybe throw a little wink my way.
Two weeks ago I was down my daughter’s Priscilla’s home in Mahanoy City and while turning around to park I noticed an old wooden chair out on the curb that one of her neighbors was throwing away. And for those of you who know me you could just imagine the excitement that began to fill up inside of me. It was a perfect chair to redo for my office. Well, I tried to knock on the door of the home to confirm that they were throwing it away and no one answered. At that time my son-in-law was leaving for work and told me to just take it but I was afraid, so he told me if it was still there when he got home he would get it for me. As I drove away I wanted to go back because I knew if someone like me drove by it would be gone but then I said to myself “no Zack will get it for me and if it is meant to be mine it will be”. Now imagine how crushed I was when I called the next morning to find out Zack forgot about it and the trash was gone. Losing that chair made me so mad at myself, it would be the perfect project to place on Miss Mustard Seed’s Friday Link Furniture Party at www.missmustardseed.com and I blew it. Utterly, this chair has haunted me for the past two weeks and constantly reminds me that I need to go after the things I want in life even if it is an old decrepit chair. We can’t ever assume that what tugs at our heart, tugs on another’s. It was hard but I did forgive Zack for not thinking of me, the woman who gave birth to the love of his life. lol
Today while on my way back down to my daughter’s I find myself still thinking of that darn chair. Why am I still so attached to that chair? Now are you ready, here comes the “WINK” don’t miss it, as I turned the corner to her home -THERE IT WAS! MY CHAIR -THAT SAME CHAIR which was now sitting on the porch of the owner. I run into my daughter’s house and tell her the chair is still there and she needs to go with me to get it. She comments ” Mom what is it with you and that chair” but I know she can’t believe it is still there either. I was ecstatic and my famous words of “THIS IS SUCH A GOD THING” just confirm to my son-in-law I am totally crazy but again they are unaware of my morning.
Driving home I felt the word “RESTORE” on my heart and what better day than today. I got my wink, God spoke to my heart and gave me the chair which will be a constant reminder to me that “HE RESTORES”. For how broken our hearts have been over the loss of my son’s father, God does restore and only with HIM will He guide us on the path to do so. I feel very blessed today and can’t wait to refinish my chair as I know it will bring not only happiness and beauty to my home but healing to my soul. Be sure to check in for updates.
They will call the people to the mountain, and there they will offer the right sacrifices. They will do well from all that is in the sea, and they will do well from the treasures hidden in the sand on the shore.” Deuteronomy 33:19
Well wouldn’t you know it! Every time we go to Florida I spend endless hours walking the beach looking for treasures but this year between the busy holiday events we all had planned and the rainy days I didn’t get there till the day before we were leaving. I wanted to drive this time because I always want to bring everything I find home with me. It drives my husband crazy because it ends up costing us another bag to check at the airport and then also requires him carrying his own. (lol) But this time was different and a bit odd for me, I wasn’t looking for anything and I didn’t want to get into the hassle of bringing it home. As Art had to practically drag me to our favorite place, actually the spot we were married I had no interest to go. Yes, I was in a funk. Well then what to my wondering eyes do appear but a sea sponge the size of car tire, a beautiful branch of sea salted drift wood along with a bright orange piece of sea coral. I can’t believe it! In all my ocean hunting I never came across, and probably never will, the most amazing sand treasures in my life. Besides that, the sea shells were amazing, some I have never seen in size. Now what the heck is going on! For the first time ever, I wasn’t looking, I was distracted and really wasn’t interested in the beach, something is definitely wrong.
As Art golfed, fished, took the boat out, read his book, sat in the hottub, smoked his cigars, slept in every morning and enjoyed his vacation, that he should, I was mentally distracted trying to figure out “My New Plan” and what I need to do differently in 2013 along with what I need to change. Then it clicked. I have been asking God to guide me and right in front of me He is aweing me and again I am not paying attention. All week He has been putting huge things in front of me and I am missing it. One of my intentions is to start putting me first. I sacrifice ALWAYS and as I look back over the years sure it was nice and the christian thing to do but it hasn’t gotten me anywhere. My mother-in-law once said to me “If you don’t do it for yourself, no one will” and she is so right. Over the years, I have learned that sacrifice and being taken advantage of are two different things and when I came across the scripture above that made it very clear for me. There are right sacrifices and wrong ones so from now on I am only going to be making the right ones.
So back to my beach treasures! I had to leave it behind. Yes, I wanted to bring it home more than my husband, only kidding but he refused. He told me it would stink up the whole plane like a dead body. Then he said something pretty amazing to me, he said “Why don’t you decorate the beach and share your creativity with everyone who walks by”. Well that made me cry! He actually saw it and that meant the world to me. That night was hard because it took everything I had not to go back to the beach, put it all in a garbage bag and sneak it home with me. As soon as I woke up I couldn’t take it so off I went only to find it gone. Did the ocean recapture it from me or did someone take it? I thought I would never know until I found all the shells I placed around it still there. So someone else saw what Art did too and somewhere out there is my creation, my stinky creation or should I say a “right sacrifice” one that confirmed to me I am on the right path.
What is your Vision? Do you even know? For me this was hard because my whole life revolved around everyone else for so long that when I had to think about mine I totally drew a blank. We all have them but to some of us they are not clear. As I sort through some of my old journals I never realized how many visions, dreams and desires I had that filled the pages before me. What shocked me was when I would find one I wrote down that actually came to fruition.
I have a very good friend, Cathy Colangelo, who left the corporate world behind her to follow her vision and start her own life coaching business. She now is the owner of Your Life Is Now that offers support for life enhancement and career coaching. When she first started out she would hold Vision Board Workshops. I never heard of them but I wanted to support her so I went to her first one. Well, I have been addicted ever since. I not only have vision boards but vision seashells, vision boxes and vision picture frames that fill my vision room. At first I thought it was a bit odd sitting around a room with a bunch of professional women my age, cutting pictures out of magazines while talking about what we dreamed about and really wanted to do when we all grew up. lol, but it was exactly what we all needed to do. That was over three years ago and it is astonishing how many of us actually achieved the things we put on those little cardboard mats. I totally believe in putting what you want right smack in front of your face and the scripture above even supports that fact. It is tells us to write it down but to be patient.
Just a few weeks ago, I held my own vision board party for my daughters, some of their friends, my sister, niece, girlfriend’s daughters and even granddaughter. I thought it would be fun for us to do together and believed it was important because it gives focus and clarity to what you want. I really wanted some insight into what my daughters had stored up in their hearts and wanted for their own lives. Well, it was amazing! At first they were like me and thought it was a little crazy but it didn’t take long for them to catch on. I cleared out my living room and in just a matter of minutes we had the whole floor full of glue sticks, scissors, markers, stickers, craft supplies and magazines. After 4 ½ hours and 6 pizzas we not only had vision boards, we planted memories of some much needed time together that included laughter which at times lead to tears. To think this priceless party all started from one woman’s vision, to me supporting that vision, which gave clarity to my vision that lead to others finding theirs. Over the years, Cathy has been my biggest supporter and has guided me in the right direction in so many areas of my life. I don’t know where I would be without her. From vision boards to now annual beach retreats her vision has gifted so many of us while it continues to bless others she never even knew. Check her out on Facebook @ Your Life Is Now or visit her website @ www.yourlifeisnow.com for details on vision board workshops plus so much more.
Jesus answered, “Because your faith is too small. I tell you the truth, if your faith is as big as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. All things will be possible for you.
As some of you may know, I was recently on a retreat where I was in the presence of some pretty amazing women who not only inspired me but introduced me to this whole blogging world. One of the women, Sandra Crabtree-owner of Crabtree Garden’s & Bed and Breakfast (www.crabtreegardens.com) has been blogging for some time and asked me if I ever heard of Miss Mustard Seed -Marian Parsons (www.missmustardseed.com) She then went on to tell me her story. As soon as I returned home, I looked her up and I just went crazy over her. What fascinated me the most was that this woman was real and she was doing what she loved to do. As I continued to follow her, I came across other women all over the country doing the same thing and that motivated me. Just a few weeks ago, Miss Mustard Seed released her first book “Inspired You” and she was having a book signing in Chambersburg, PA at www.shopurbanvintage.com, so off I went. I spent over two hours listening to her encourage others to do what their hearts desire, along with tips for getting started. I was so impressed because after meeting her in person she was as true and as real as I imagined. Inspired You-Inspired Me! I am sharing her kind words that she personalized in my book because just like the new friends I met on the retreat, they encourage me and bring reality to “faith can move mountains”. Sometimes all we need is for someone to just water that little mustard seed in our heart. I am grateful to have all of these women in my life and so thankful for their loving support.
I have had so many people encourging me to start this blog and I think that it really added to the pressure of doing it. I couldn’t possibly mention them all but they know who they are. I want to say Thank you to everyone for all of their support and especially to Sandra Crabtree at www.crabtreegardens.com for all of her help and giving me the push I needed. I woke up to this post this morning.
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Well I did it! After months of trying to figure out this whole blogging thing then fear of hitting the publish button, I finally did it. My heart has such a tug on it to blog because we are to “Tell the nations of his glory; tell all peoples the miracles he does, Psalm 96:3. I feel I have so much to share and I don’t even want to venture down the “writing a book” path. You will find I have a huge faith that I plan to incorporate in with my desire to decorate and inspire other to do the same. Now, I am not a writer so it might take me some time to catch on but like anything “you don’t know, what you don’t know, until you know”. So ready, set, go! Hold on, here I come blogging world! th