Spring?

"What season are we in?", 

 Pastor Rich ask the kids during the childrens' sermon.  

Their answer?

"WINTER!"

Never mind that

the first day of spring had passed a month ago,

Debbie opens the green house on Thursday, 

and that half the women in church were wearing sandals.

The children said,

 "Winter".

We are like the house plants,

Reaching to the sky

For sunshine

and warmth.

Mrs. Robin is ready to  

to build a home for her new family.

The lawn chairs

are ready for cushions.

The porch is ready for some rockin' conversation.

and we, my friend,

are ready for Spring in North Dakota.

"He giveth snow like wool,

and hoar frost like ashes"

(Psalm 147:16 KJV)

But by tomorrow the snow will have melted,

and the fresh moisture in the ground will soon push up the irises, 

and the lilies, and the tulips, and the herb garden.

And He will surely give us 

BEAUTY

FOR 

these snowy

ASHES.

(Isaiah 61:3)

Change

He sent me a text picture of his treasured yard sale finds.

One was a sturdy oak chair with layers and layers

of enamel paint -

complete with runs, drips, and dirt.

We stuffed the original straw back into the black leather seat

and attached new boards on the bottom.

 I got out my trusty sander and went to work.

Then I painted it a lovely shade of 

TURQUOISE

and he said,

"I loved my little white and red chair 

just the way it was."

With shabby-chic visions dancing in my head,

I mixed my own BLACK chalk paint, which was a little thick,

 and covered the TURQUOISE with black.

He sent me a text picture, again,

of the little white and red chair that he loved so much,

even though we were both in the basement.

Then I gently shabbied the black with sand paper,

but the sanding went mostly right through the black,

past the turquoise

and back down to the white.

It was ugg-LEE.

And he says, from over in the corner,

"I just loved my little white and red chair."

So I grabbed my sander again,

smoothed out the wrinkles

and painted the chair 

TURQUOISE again.

And he said from the opposite corner.....

well, you know what he said.

So the next day when he came home,

this is what he found

in the corner of our bedroom

 by the lovely TURQUOISE re-purposed door.

The next text I get...this morning...

with the original picture attached, says:

"Sometimes we go through lot of changes,

but we are what we are."

Yes.  

I know, I may never be one of those DIY bloggers

with beautiful step by step pictures of Pinterest-worthy projects,

but I've got one happy man!