Faith and Inspiration

Lightning, God’s Fireworks Display

The other night, we had quite the lightning show in the sky. As the storm rolled in, my son and I stood on the porch watching the flashes and streaks in the sky. It was amazing! I got out my camera and shot over 50 pictures, but the flashes were so fast that I was able to capture only three streaks of lightning.  It was like watching the fireworks on the 4th of July, but these weren’t set off with a torch on a heap of gunpowder. These were natural. Unpredictable, Powerful. It reminded me that God’s power isn’t defined […]

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Faux Finished Faith?

This past week, I tackled a big project on my to-do list and refinished several pieces of furniture with a faux finish. Using paints and glaze, I turned dated pine cabinets into something that looks, well, older. Sounds weird, huh? My “update” was rather ironic, but I love furniture that looks weathered and aged. See the makeover project here. My cabinets had a dramatic change. I hope it looks like vintage furniture aged to perfection. But I know you aren’t fooled. Underneath, it is still cheap pine furniture. It’s a fake (faux) version of the real thing. And guess what? […]

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Labor Day Blues

I’m catching up on e-mail, facebook, and blog posts from the weekend, and there’s such variety in the way we spent our weekend. So many labored on Labor Day while others rested. Some lamented the last days before school begins and still others camped, boated, grilled out, and celebrated family and friends. Despite the holiday, I have a sense that many of us enter this fall season with heavy hearts. Perhaps it’s the sadness of seeing another summer race past. Or maybe it is the stress of adjusting back to the school routine. I’m feeling a little blue about both […]

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A SWEET AROMA Yesterday, the farmer who owns the field across from my house mowed his hay. As I sat at my desk, the smell of fresh mowed hay wafted into my office from the open window, and immediately childhood memories flashed into my mind. Growing up on a farm, I recall many summers of making hay and drifting off to sleep in crisp line-dried sheets with the smell of fresh hay carried on the damp nighttime breeze. I opened the window wide last night so I could fall asleep reliving memories from more than two decades ago. Drinking in […]

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