Jan 12 2009
Nap Time!
Today’s fury has left me longing for a nap. I’m currently waiting on a young one to tutor and all I can think about and dream of is that warm, comfy bed in the next room. Oh to sleep the sleep of a thousand sleeps. 
Today has been a crazy day. We’re overhauling our dining room and by overhauling I mean crazy, copious amounts of work. Our home’s previous owners lacked, well to say it lightly, common sense. Our walls are terrible– wall paper on top of wall paper on top of wall paper on top of dry wall. And not to mention the thousands of little holes every where. How many pictures does one need to hang anyway? Then, to top it off, those not so pretty swinging (saloon style- no joke) doors were installed that were all of 2 feet long. However, they were attached onto thick pieces of wood that were not only nailed into the wall in 5 places but also glued. Ain’t nothin’ coming outter my house wit outta fight. It’s always amazing to me. This house has been such a learning experience for us. Every turn of our head some new insane twist darkens the plot of our home makeover edition. Wouldn’t it be nice if Ty Pennington came up and said, loudly because that’s the only way he can talk, “Alright people. Let’s tear her down!” Some days I believe it would actually be better than trying to right the many, many wrongs in this house. Perseverance!
I really believe that once we get our home the way we love it and want it, the Lord will call us to pastor, work, or to move some where other than this area. I think He’s got a great sense of humor. He might even give a little wink as we thank Him for letting us complete our renovations because He just knows… bless their little hearts, they’ve worked so hard and now, I’m going to put them some place else.
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I hear you on remodeling a neglected house. You know it’s worth the effort to fix it, but when you’re in the middle of it you just want it to be done.
If the Lord moves you when the house is done, you know He’s telling you not to get so involved in shelter. He’s got other things for you to do.
I hope you get the house done and a chance to enjoy it for a while.
As a preacher’s kid, we always lived in houses that the church owned. That meant whatever they wanted it to mean. I remember my mother stripping floors down to the wood and painting them, painting walls, and such, but I only remember one time when the church remodeled our home.
That was a great time and meant three of us children had our own rooms. Heaven!
Marilynne