Saturday, August 20, 2016

Church Bench

My daddy started Tennile First Church of the Nazarene in 1950 after finishing a two year program in Bible classes at Trevecca Nazarene College (now University). He described himself, "a poor, country boy who God saved and called to preach." 

He often told the story of hearing his name called out in prayer from the Youth Prayer Room. He was saved on a Wednesday and called to preach a week later while hoeing cotton. He said, I stood that hoe up in the dirt and went and told Mama that God had called me to preach and I had to go."  

Daddy had only the clothes on his back. He had to borrow the money from an uncle to buy a suit of clothes and a suitcase to put them in. He hitch-hiked his way to Nashville, TN from Scott, Ga. He worked to pay his way to college by digging ditches and being a night watchman. He lived on peanut butter and crackers and pork and beans.

He and two friends held a tent meeting the following summer and as they say the rest is history.

Daddy served the same church until his death. He was Sr. Pastor from 1950 until his retirement in 1997. He was appointed Pastor Emeritus and served as visitation pastor until his death in 2011. 

You can understand why this church pew is so special to me. These benches were added to the new church that was built in the late 60's.

It sat on my front porch back home. I had  painted it black. Its temporary dwelling has been my sister's home. My brother in law gave it a make-over. The boards were weather damaged. He glued and sanded and painted it.

Seating has been an issue when the kids come over. We only needed seating for two back home and now we need seating for at least six adults.

The bench will stay. Maybe a farmhouse table is in the future to seat everyone including the grandchildren. It's my favorite spot in our new home.

As the grandchildren gather, each one will hear the story of their great Grandaddy's legacy and where the church bench came from. 

A Day of Rest and A Brewing Storm

The fair has come to town. 
Since it is the biggest fair in the Nashville area, 
the traffic in the city of Lebanon is horrible!

All the crazies come out!

I've decided to stay in today, 
which I desperately need to do anyway
so that I clean and unclutter some more. 

I don't know why it is, but it 
took me 3 years of not working to 
unwind and realize that I didn't 
have to feel guilty about doing nothing. 

Now that I'm back in the real world, 
I have trouble with doing nothing. 
Since sitting on my porch drinking coffee, 
blogging, reading, and working puzzles 
feels like I'm doing nothing, I feel guilty.

I spent some quiet time this morning, 
doing my Bible study.
That doesn't feel like a do-nothing
so I don't feel guilty.

I watched a storm brewing from a distance.

I felt with it the wind and spray from the rain.
It brought with it a little relief from the heat and humidity.

It moved out as quickly as it came in. 
I've moved inside and the sun is now shining outside my window.

Not all storms come and go as quickly.
Some stay awhile.

I felt like the storm would never lift in the 5 years 
of my parents illness and eventual death. 
Then there was the 3 years of grief that would not heal. 

The move has been good for letting go. 
I've leaned into joy.
Sometimes I become afraid and anxious 
about the inevitability of another storm. 

I pray that the wind of the Holy Spirit 
will lift me above where I'm not tossed here and there
by the winds of anxiety, depression, fear and doubt.

I'm learning but I have a ways to go.

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Finished Projects...Almost

I've been trying to finish up a few projects this week and bring them inside. I guess it was time to get moving. My post a few days ago must have motivated me to begin.

I bought this coffee table for $15. It's old school, narrow and perfect for my space. 

The person I bought it from had already sanded it and just got tired of the project. I can relate.

All it needed was a coat of paint. Well, make that 3 coats and a wax job.

Harper helped me get the flag up. Of course, I new immediately that it would be a do over. The H is crooked and the burlap raveled. I'm gonna be in the look out for a burlap placemat. That should work perfectly.

It looks great from the road. That's good because it may be awhile before I get around to doing it over.

I had someone do a vinyl cut out for my mailbox. 

We grilled for the family tonight. Nothing makes me happier than hearing my Little girls squeal and watching my little boy play frisbee with my big boy (his daddy).

I am tired...a good tired...(sigh)


Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Curb Appeal Project

I have a new project going on for some curb appeal. Is Curb Appeal still on television? I could use some help!

I picked up a few things from Hobby Lobby. When I started putting it all together, I realized that I had left my glue gun in my daughter's car.

So, I brought it with me today.

It's like the one My niece made for me a couple of years ago. I figured I could try my hand at it. What do you think? 

In case you're wondering, it's gonna be a garden flag. 

While at HL, I picked up this little note pad. The verse on it is one of my favorite Bible blessings. I bought it to give to our pastor's wife. I wrote a few of my favorite Bible promises on several of the pages. 

It's not easy being a pastor's wife, a mother of two boys, one with special needs, a student in NP school, finishing clinicals, working outside the home, directing Christian Education classes. I know firsthand the tole it can take on you and the family. She's a young 36 year old, just a couple of years older than my daughter. Every medical professional needs a notepad, right?

Getting a little one to sleep and watching Dinosaur Train. Yippee!