“I have come home at last! This is my real country! I belong here. This is the land I have been looking for all my life, though I never knew it till now…come further up, come further in!” ― C.S. Lewis, The Last Battle
On a whim during lunch Josh and I decided to make a headboard. I have hated our current headboard since day one. It’s metal bars are not great for a lazy afternoon read and my pillows frequently slip through the bars. Yes, I realize #firstworldproblems.
So as we sat at Olive Garden for some delicious carbs, we plotted out our dream headboard.
Conveniently enough, Lowe’s is right next to Olive Garden. We left the restaurant, bellies full, and went shopping for wood!
Here is an example of our inspiration.
The plans became real as we walked out of Lowe’s with a truck bed of wood.
Got wood from Lowe’sPrepping border (in retrospect, I regret staining this now….we later sanded the whole project, including the border)
Plotting out designs, initial cuts, and safety first!
Making some headway
Stopping for the night. Still need to finish the sky, sand, and apply the finish. To stain or not to stain? That is the question.
Sometimes, I can be extremely naive to my own mistakes. I can be clueless to the ways I may offend individuals, living blissfully in my ignorance.
As I reflect on each sermon or professional conversation, I look back and see when I’ve made insensitive or inappropriate errors in communicating.
One particular blunder has continued to chew in mind.
One Sunday, in a sermon, I casually compared my dog’s anxiety to that of a veteran’s PTSD…. Saying something to the line of “Much like a ‘nam flashback.'” FROM THE PULPIT no less.
FACE TO PALM! 🤦🏼♀️🤦🏼♀️🤦🏼♀️🤦🏼♀️🤦🏼♀️
Looking back, I’m so embarrassed. I strive to always be someone who speaks intentionally and in consideration of other. My judgement lapsed in the midst of making light of my dog.
I have loved ones who have been changed by war. I myself struggle with PTSD, not related to military service. Why did I think that would be ok?
🤷🏼♀️🤷🏼♀️🤷🏼♀️🤷🏼♀️
It’s haunting the empty spaces in my mind. I lay in bed embarrassed. And I need to say I’m sorry.
I can’t move on to finish my sermon for tomorrow while this looms over my head.
My friend Caele and I got together last night and attempted to make some candies. This was our first attempt ever at making hard candies. I think we did pretty good.
Recipe found on Pinterest
First batch got coated in powdered sugar
I was so excited that I wanted to try it again when I got home.