September 29, 2013

DIY Hanging Pallet Desk

This desk is one that you hang on the wall.  Made from pallets, it wasn't that complicated to create.  A few simple cuts, some nails of different lengths, two hinges, two lengths of chain and a can of paint. 
Drilling pilot holes keeps the wood from cracking.
Putting together the fold down desk part.
Adding the paint before you put the desk together is the best way to go about it.
We chose white paint, but you could do whatever color you'd like.

Attaching the hinged desk was a bit difficult, but with some bricks or wood blocks to keep it at the right level, it wasn't too bad.  Make sure you place the chain screws in just the right position so as to make the desk level.
The finished product.  We haven't had a chance to hang it on the wall, but one day it will be used!

Be creative!  Think outside the box, and use materials you may already have, or are free (or very inexpensive) to obtain.  Some places will very readily give away pallets.  Give us a link in a comment of your DIY pallet project!

September 20, 2013

Heart ponderings

Soft rain patters off my window pane, and a gentle breeze brushes my cheeks. The grey sky threatens to burst open any moment, in torrents of wonderous rainfall.

As I sit here pondering all that is my life, I am reminded by the little things that most days, go un-noticed.

Birds chirping. Cows lowing. Cars whizzing. Jaden calling.

Each of these play a part in who I am. How I tick.

It's always good to slow down and drink in the myriad of ways God speaks to my heart. To truly be still... and know that He *is* God.


Something I am trying to master.

I suppose that is one of the reasons I keep a daily journal. It helps me to keep things in perspective. To recount blessings, joys and sorrows. A place to record prayers and go back to see how they were answered.

And in these moments of quiet, I feel closer to God.  And I can really say that no lesson He gives is too small or too precious for me to embrace. Even if painful, or unclear.

There is always a purpose to what He gives. Always.

That is something I am trying to learn as I watch many dear friends and family members walk into a new season of life,  or begin a new adventure.

Can I still be useful to You God?  Do You still have a plan for me?

And as the rain gets harder, my heart feels lighter,  because I am sure He cares,  He knows,  He does direct.  Even when it seems like today is the same as a hundred days previous.  I must be faithful,  while I work and wait.

"Who can utter the mighty acts of the LORD?
Who can endure all His  praise?
Blessed are those who keep justice,
And he who does righteousness at all times!

Psalm 106:2-3

September 17, 2013

A thought to ponder

"Sacrilege is often defined as taking something that belongs to God and using it profanely. But there is a bigger sacrilege we commit all the time.  That is taking something and giving it to God when it means absolutely nothing to us. " - G. Campbell Morgan

September 4, 2013

It's been too long...

My blog has been silent far too long, not that it can speak, but I haven't updated it in quite a while.

Reason being: I moved out of state about a month ago, and have thus, been in the process of settling into a new life, new church, new friends, new activities and ministry opportunities, etc.

It's all been a bit overwhelming.  But in a good way.

I can't wait until we get internet access out at our new house, so I can share the multiplicity of blessings God has graciously showered on my family and me.

It. Is. Awesome.

Let me just say this:

If God asks you to leave everything you have known your entire life; to give up one ministry opportunity for dozens of others; to leave the friendships that were so dear; to say goodbye to family you love.  If He asks you to jump off a cliff of faith, as it were, to the unknown - don't be afraid.  Do it.

That's basically what I've done.  And I can't say that I've regretted that decision.

Sure, I've cried because I miss my friends dreadfully.  But I have new friends who lift me up. And there are other things I miss, but those are petty and shallow compared with what I have been given.  God has been so real to me throughout this process and I wouldn't trade that for the world.

Not even for my old life.


I am blessed beyond measure.