Holy Sunday

Which of you, if his son asks for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!

Matthew 7: 9-11

Having a daughter has helped me understand how much God loves me. I know that His love for me is even more vast than mine for the MoonPie, but it’s hard to imagine. My love for her is VAST. If I lived in that truth daily, how would it affect my life? How would it affect the people closest to me? My goal for the week – living as a dearly beloved daughter of the King.

Here’s how I showed love to MY daughter this past week. First, the armoire –

First, it was cleaned and lightly sanded, (or sanded and lightly cleaned, whichever)

Then I painted the corners a light pink,

Then applied pink around the edges of the drawers,

THEN put wax on the edges,

finally, I spray-painted the whole think black, and rubbed down the edges to remove the wax and allow the pink to show through. I’m sure people who do this on a regular basis have a much simpler method. After I was done with the painting, JD and I found fabric and glass knobs.

It actually looks REALLY good in person. The pink shows through nicely, and the fabric is perfect for the room. And now – the finished product.

You have to see it to appreciate it. My photos don’t do it justice. Too bad I don’t know an architectural photographer. Oh well. The MoonPie was at a birthday party all day so she was totally surprised. When we got home, we asked her to take something to her bedroom.

“Seriously? This is my room? Seriously?”

Worth every dime, worth every minute spent painting in the hot sun. Trust me, His love is VAST.