an alphabet of thanks “U”


As we’ve gone through this renovation, I’ve learned that the pieces I still love are the ones that were never mass-produced. They are the ones that I don’t see in anyone else’s home. I’ve got some pieces I’ve had for many years and they still “work” because they are unique.

Like the big copper bowl that sits on the lower shelf of a table. Like the chamber pot I use in a bathroom for my wastebasket. The old sewing machine table that has a mismatched top which has been repainted many times over the years. Like the crocks that sit on each one my steps going upstairs. The unique pieces we’ve collected on our travels. The sand, rocks and driftwood that sit in a bowl in my entryway. Or the birdbath above that is constructed from a discarded birdbath base, a tray from house, and a big rock. It’s so “zen”.

I think I like the unique and unusual because they prompt memories. The usual, the mass-produced don’t do that for me. Sometimes i even forget where they were purchased because they are that forgettable.

The pieces I’ve given away or are going to give away are pieces I’ve bought in department stores where there have been a dozen of them on the shelf. That must have been a period in my life when I thought my home had to look like someone elses’. Thank goodness I got over that.

There’s nothing I like more than to find a great thrift store piece and upcycling  it into something really unique. Almost every thing in my home has had my hand print in some form or other.

Redecorating my home has brought me back to what I love.  It has stirred my creative juices much to my husband’s chagrin. I’ve taken some pieces I’ve put aside and brought them back out. As I look around, I’ve probably eliminated almost everything that I purchased as new. The “old” has become new for me again.

I love the unique. In things, people, situations, art, books, etc. I’m thankful that God has made each of us unique as well.  Sometimes I forget that. I want people to act like me, thank like me, believe like me. But then I remember, if they did  wouldn’t be unique either!

Ancient of Days

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ANCIENT OF DAYS (Daniel 7:9)

“As I looked, “thrones were set in place, and the Ancient of Days took seat”.

Only the prophet Daniel referred to God with this name.  If you get a chance and you want to read a fascinating book, read the book of Daniel and you will understand why Daniel called God by this name. It’s a prophetic book and not the easiest to understand. It will require some work and extra study from other sources.

When I was asked to teach a Bible class from this book, I initially said no because I was woefully ignorant of the book of Daniel. But I did. If I haven’t told you the story of how my study of Daniel saved my husband’s life I promise to do so soon. You will either believe it or you won’t. Doesn’t matter. I was there and I know that it was because of how I prayed that night, (for which I give God the credit because he’s the one who prompted me to teach the class) that he was rescued. It was a quite an experience.

The Ancient of Days has great symbolism for me because of that night. Knowing that God is ancient reminds me that he’s been around a lot longer than me. In other words, God’s a lot older! That is comforting.

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