Do we really need the carpet???

“Hey, Destiny!  What time is it?”

“It’s 2:30!  Why?”

“Great!  We have 2 hours until dad get’s off work!  I’ve got an idea!”

That’s how it happened.  We had talked about it long enough and if we really wanted to battle the sickness that never seemed to leave and the allergies that have now developed, it had to start now.

When we bought our house, it was very outdated.  It had been in an estate and the lady who had owned it was 101 when she died.  It hadn’t been touched in at least 30 years.  We knew we were going to have to work on it (which is something that we love to do).  We also knew that it had hardwood floors throughout…under the 20-year-old carpet.  Thing is, we didn’t know their condition.  So, on that Wednesday afternoon, the earlier mentioned conversation, took place.  And this is what was revealed…

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The hardwood was in GREAT shape!  I hollered for the kids and we ripped carpet out; starting in the dining room.  The challenge was to get it out within 2 hours before Tevis got home and we managed to do just that!  He walked in the door, looked at me (while I pryed up tack strips) and said “Today?  You decided to rip it out today?”  Well, of course.  I reminded him that he knew of my spontaneity and how we have been talking about ripping it up.  He chuckled and goes “You’ve never been THIS spontaneous!”  I just laughed.  20 years of being together and you think you know a person…HA!  It’s just my job to keep him on his toes.

Anyway, Home Depot & Lowes were having a paint sale and we took advantage of that.  We decided on a greige color since we have beige in the living room but we wanted to incorporate grey.  Before that could happen, the wallpaper had to come down.  Did I mention that we have plaster walls?  There were some parts that I swear the wallpaper was holding the plaster on, but it had to come down, and walls fixed, if we were going to do this right.

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2 hideous layers to scrape through!

Now for the paint!  Oh, how exciting!  I have always loved to watch things transform.  The more drastic the better!  The sad part is that I didn’t get a picture before we started.

Don’t ya just love it!  Just say yes, even if you don’t like grey…ha!  It feels so much warmer.  Before, the carpet, walls and trim were all the same color.  The carpet being gone makes it feel bigger, also.  So, here is our before (only pic I could really find):

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And this is what it is now:

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We’ve done the living room too.  That will be my next update.  Tevis said he’s ready for a break from painting…the tediousness of the trim is annoying and he’s my detail man.    Especially since we’re using oil paint.  I guess we can take a break.  Until I get another wild hair and decide to rip out the carpet in the bedroom…but I’ll wait till he’s at work.  =)  Be Blessed!

The Benefits of a Balanced Life

As I am gearing up to get back into my walking routine and to buckle down on my health journey again, this was a such a great read for me to remember that it does all come down to balance!

New Creations Ministries

“But everything should be done in a fitting and orderly way.” (1 Corinthians 14:40)

Have you ever passed a co-worker’s desk that was so disorganized you felt you needed hand sanitizer simply because you walked by? But at the opposite side of the spectrum have you ever met someone who is so obsessed with health and fitness that you wanted to avoid them whenever you saw them coming? Maybe even hid your lunch because you just knew they’d ridicule your choices? th40N8W3F4

But on the other hand, have you noticed that certain someone who seems so calm and put together in a crisis and wondered what is their secret? What’s their difference?  Ask  and you’ll probably find out that they have peace.

Peace is balance.  It’s an inner confidence that whatever life throws at you, you’ll survive. Peace comes from within. For me, peace begins with Christ. I know that whatever life has in store for…

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Speaking Life Into Yourself

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How do you talk to yourself?  Do you encourage yourself or do you tear yourself down?  We can either bring life to ourselves or death.  You are what you think of yourself.  This goes with how we speak to others, also.  I have seen people talk themselves into sickness because they said it enough that they believed it.  I have also seen people change what they believe about themselves because of the life that someone else spoke into them.  Words are EXTREMELY powerful.  We also plant seeds that we may not see immediately.  So, even when you speak to strangers, what seeds are you planting that will come to fruition later?

Scripture is very clear about our words and the power that they have.

Proverbs 18:21 (NIV)- The tongue has the power of life and death,and those who love it will eat its fruit.

Isaiah 55:11 (NLT)- It is the same with my word.  I send it out, and it always produces fruit.  It will accomplish all I want it to, and it will prosper everywhere I send it.

Epehsians 4:29 (NLT)- Don’t use foul or abusive language.  Let everything you say be good and helpful, so that your words will be an encouragement to those who hear them.

Colossians 4:6 (NIV)- Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone.

It all starts with changing our thought patterns.  My favorite, and I have used it before for an earlier post, is Ephesians 4:23.  It says, Instead, let the Spirit renew your thoughts and attitudes.  We have to change how we think if we want our words to change.  I have to admit that I struggle with speaking life into myself…especially when things are not going right.  Yet, I have gotten a lot better at how long I berate myself with negatives.  What I have found is that if I am continuously speaking truth into myself on a daily basis, then those moments where I feel like I’m garbage and I want to tell myself off, are less and less frequent.

Words bring life.  The best example of this is the Valley of Dry Bones.

Ezekiel 37:1-14 (NLT)- The lord took hold of me, and I was carried away by the Spirit of the Lord to a valley filled with bones.  He led me all around among the bones that covered the valley floor.  They were scattered everywhere across the ground and were completely dired out.  Then he asked me, “Son of man, can these bones become living again?”  “O Sovereign Lord,” I replied, “you alone know the answer to that.”  Then he said to me, “Speak a prophetic message to these bones and say, ‘Dry bones, listen to the word of the Lord!  This is what the Sovereign Lord says: Look! I am going to put breath into you and make you live again!  I will put flesh and muscles on you and cover you with skin. I will put breath into you, and you will come to life. Then you will know that I am the Lord.’”  So I spoke this message, just as he told me. Suddenly as I spoke, there was a rattling noise all across the valley. The bones of each body came together and attached themselves as complete skeletons.  Then as I watched, muscles and flesh formed over the bones. Then skin formed to cover their bodies, but they still had no breath in them.  Then he said to me, “Speak a prophetic message to the winds, son of man. Speak a prophetic message and say, ‘This is what the Sovereign Lord says: Come, O breath, from the four winds! Breathe into these dead bodies so they may live again.’”  So I spoke the message as he commanded me, and breath came into their bodies. They all came to life and stood up on their feet—a great army.  Then he said to me, “Son of man, these bones represent the people of Israel. They are saying, ‘We have become old, dry bones—all hope is gone. Our nation is finished.’  Therefore, prophesy to them and say, ‘This is what the Sovereign Lord says: O my people, I will open your graves of exile and cause you to rise again. Then I will bring you back to the land of Israel.  When this happens, O my people, you will know that I am the Lord.  I will put my Spirit in you, and you will live again and return home to your own land. Then you will know that I, the Lord, have spoken, and I have done what I said. Yes, the Lord has spoken!’”

What are you speaking into yourself?  Life or death?

=) Be Blessed!

Hello. Who Are You Again?

Hi!  I feel like I should reintroduce myself since I manged to fall off the face of the earth.  Actually, after my last post (of being on the mend), I ended up getting more sick.  The pneumonia came back full force, only this time in both lungs.  Needless to say, I was dead to the world and writing was the farthest thing from my mind.  So, I have no new update for you except that I did continue to lose.  I just don’t know exactly how much since I’m still coming off of the steroid that the doctor had me on.

Life still continued to go on while I was busy making sure the couch didn’t float away.  We were really worried about that happening, so I felt like it was my duty to prevent it.  I am happy to report that the couch is in fact still sitting in my living room.  While, I was securing it to the floor, Tevis (being the wonderful man that he is) painted the living room.  Finally, we are starting to update the house.  It was going to be “our” project, but I offered moral support (from the couch, of course).

A couple days ago was our 17th wedding anniversary.  It’s so funny to sit and stare at him and think about us.  We have this joke about how I stalked him.  In high school, I worked at Taco Bell.  So did a friend of mine (Derrick) who wasn’t allowed to work on Wednesdays or Sundays because of church.  One Wednesday night, after church, Derrick and a friend came in to get something to eat.  He asked me if he could bum a couple cigarettes and while he was filling his drink, I went to the break-room to get my cigarette pack.  When I came back, Derrick’s friend was standing there at the counter.  I handed him the cigarettes, he turned and walked away, saying nothing at all to me.  (We have long since quit smoking.)

The next day, Derrick and I were sitting in the break-room, getting ready to clock-in.  I said, “Derrick, I don’t know who that guy is that you brought in with you last night, but I’m going to marry him!”  He said, “Who?  Tevis?” “Is that the guy with the long hair and ripped jeans?  Yes!  Him.”  Derrick just laughed at me.  That’s when I made sure that I was wherever Tevis was.  I started going to his youth group.  Started drinking Dr. Pepper (YUCK!).  Started going with the crew after youth to wherever it was that they went to eat.  Yet, he would never talk.  Or I would only get one word answers (he’s an introvert).  This went on for months.

Spring Break came and for some strange reason we had 3 feet of snow…IN MARCH!  I got the nerve up to call him and see if I could come over. Southern Indiana doesn’t do well with a lot of snow, but I was willing to risk it to be able to pursue the man I was going to marry.  Whatever it took! I made it to his house, his parents were gone to the grocery and I had to park at the end of the driveway because of all the snow.  I made it into the house and for 3 hours all we did was sit and watch TV…in silence.  Not one word was said….oh and I had to pee.  Really?  Now?  There is NO WAY that I’m going to let him know that!  Finally, I gave in and asked where the bathroom was.

His parents came home and were shocked that he had a girl over.  I was the only one he had ever had over.  I stayed a little while longer and then headed home, feeling like this was a complete disaster.  Especially since the only talking done was me asking for a potty!

After that, we started talking every night on the phone.  I forgot to mention that he lived in a different county and went to a different school, so it took effort to stalk him.  We learned a lot about each other and in May (22nd to be exact) while I was getting ready for Youth and talking to him on the phone, I finally mustered the courage to ask him to go out with me.  He said yes.  Though years later, I asked him why he said yes, and he told me that it was because he hadn’t had a girlfriend in a while…sure whatever.  It didn’t matter, because 3 years later (almost exactly), I married him!  Who’s laughing now!  HA!

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Yep, I love him!

We are buddies.  I like him.  He’s fun.  Sure we fight, but we can cut up and hang out and just have fun together like 2 friends…but we have benefits.  I laugh at people who say love at first sight isn’t real.  Was it love?  No.  Was I twitterpated?  Yes!  Real love changes and evolves and deepens with time.  But, I knew.  I knew the minute I saw him.  I knew he was the one and nobody was going to tell me any different.

Every time Destiny has talked to me about a crush she has had, I have always asked her 3 questions.

  1. Can you see yourself married to him?
  2. Can you see the man that he is?
  3. Can you see the man that he can/will be (with age and maturity)?

She has never been able to answer those questions until last year.  Its been awesome to watch her and Sam’s relationship develop and to see the foundation that they are building.  They’re relationship has mirrored our relationship so much (timeline-wise) it’s scary.  But, she knew.  She knew he was it and nobody was going to tell her any different, either…wonder why she’s so headstrong?!?

Anyway,  Tevis is amazing and sexy and loving.  We’ve been to hell and back together.  Still, he stood there.  Strong and tall.  I adore him.  He’s became the man that I saw in him 20 years ago.  He is my Mr. Steady.  He loves me.  All of me.  Even the ugly side of me.  That takes courage on his part, because I can be pretty mean when I’m upset.  He keeps me grounded, yet lets me fly.  He’s my rocker…even though he won’t grow his hair back out.  I.Love.Him.  And nothing is going to change that.  =)  Be Blessed!