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I hung my old chalkboard in the dining room

29 Tuesday Oct 2013

Posted by Julia Monroe in calligraphy, family, God, home, home decor, Inspirational, projects, Scripture, words

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The easel is long gone and the drawing scroll must be somewhere in the attic. But I still have the slate chalkboard from my childhood. I’ve been wanting to put it on the wall for many years. Now that the dining room is finished there is a perfect space for it. I got the cast iron fleur-de-lis hook from Hobby Lobby. We drilled pilot holes for the wood screws and carefully screwed the brass chain to the old wood chalkboard frame.
And then came the best part – learning how to use chalk all over again. After all these years, I still love getting powdery chalk dust on my fingers and feeling the smooth cold slate against my hand as I write.

This scripture is my prayer today for one of my sons who is moving out of state today. May the Lord watch over him and direct his steps.

Scripture - Deuteronomy 31:6

Scripture – Deuteronomy 31:6

If you are facing something unknown, remember this verse. Fill in the blank with what you are facing, whatever it may be… The power company … The empty refrigerator… A difficult person… Illness… Impossible “To Do” lists… and trust God. He will not leave you nor forsake you. He it is that goes with you when no one else can, when no one else will. He will not forsake you.

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The photographs I don’t have and one I do

30 Monday Sep 2013

Posted by Julia Monroe in flowers, gardening, God, Inspirational, Scripture, Uncategorized

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In 1998 I saw an upside down rainbow. It was almost straight overhead, high in the sky and didn’t end on the earth. Some of my sons saw it with me and we wondered how it was caused. It looked like it could have been a complete circle but we only saw the bottom side of it, an amazing arc of color under rain clouds, an ethereal smile. Wow. I’m so glad I wasn’t the only one who saw it. I wish I had taken a photograph of that rainbow.

In 1999 I saw a whirlwind of late fall leaves. I was in the backyard and heard a huge whooshing sound, a sudden loud crackling, like a thousand newspapers being rustled. I ran around the house from the backyard and saw an entire column of leaves swirling up from the ground. The column of rushing leaves completely filled the tree from the ground to the top of a tree. The sound I heard was those dry leaves crashing and breaking against the bare branches of the tree, like a giant blender filled with ice cubes. Wow. It was so fast and sudden, I didn’t have time to grab a camera.

When I saw those leaves I asked “What, God?”
If God was trying to tell me something, I didn’t want to miss.
But there were no words so I just watched and marveled as the whirlwind dispersed and all the leaves fell down to the ground again.

Have you ever seen something that has no explanation? Moses saw a burning bush and he stopped what he was doing in order to get closer to figure out what this strange sight was and God called to Moses from the burning bush.
. . .

4 When the Lord saw that he had gone over to look, God called to him from within the bush, “Moses! Moses!”
And Moses said, “Here I am.”
5 “Do not come any closer,” God said. “Take off your sandals, for the place where you are standing is holy ground.” 6 Then he said, “I am the God of your father,[a] the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac and the God of Jacob.” At this, Moses hid his face, because he was afraid to look at God.
7 The Lord said, “I have indeed seen the misery of my people in Egypt. I have heard them crying out because of their slave drivers, and I am concerned about their suffering. 8 So I have come down to rescue them from the hand of the Egyptians and to bring them up out of that land into a good and spacious land, a land flowing with milk and honey—the home of the Canaanites, Hittites, Amorites, Perizzites, Hivites and Jebusites. 9 And now the cry of the Israelites has reached me, and I have seen the way the Egyptians are oppressing them. 10 So now, go. I am sending you to Pharaoh to bring my people the Israelites out of Egypt.”
Exodus 3:4-10

Have you seen something you can’t explain? Do you feel a tug to do something for which you don’t feel qualified?

In 2008 I saw an orchid bloom. I had been very discouraged and was crying at the kitchen window. It was so very hard being caregiver of my father-in-law in our home while his Alzheimer’s Disease progressed. The disease was ravaging his mind and I felt like my own life was being fractured and broken. I didn’t have the time, energy or attention my children needed and feared I was neglecting them while taking care of a man who barely knew I was even there.

Through tears I asked God “Is everything going to be ok?” I just needed to know that everything was going to work out alright, that my kids would not be harmed from the complicated situation we were in. After I asked God that question, I was still uneasy. So I wanted a sign from God. But then I thought that would be silly to ask for a sign. People who know God believe in him, right? Wouldn’t asking for a sign be a lack of my faith? But the tears kept falling and I looked at a plant on my window sill and asked God for a sign. I asked him to make the orchid bloom.

The orchid was over ten years old and had never bloomed. It was a sterile orchid. But I asked God to let it bloom to show me that everything would be all right. And then I forgot my prayer. Asking God for a sign was like telling him “The ball is in your court. I will wait for you to make the next move.” Peace descended on my spirit and I was ok.

Four days later though, I was washing dishes when I just happened to see the orchid. My jaw dropped. A shiver ran down my spine. There, sticking out from the orchid, was a bloom stalk several inches long. For it to be that long, it would have had to start growing as soon as I had prayed “God, make the orchid bloom.” At that moment, probably before I finished asking, God said “Yes” and he made that sterile orchid to bloom. I took a photo. Big, beautiful, white flowers lined the stalk. That was five years ago. I still have the orchid but it never bloomed again.

The miracle orchid. Everything is going to be ok.

The miracle orchid. Everything is going to be ok.

Ever since then, I’ve never needed another sign. If God can make a sterile orchid bloom, I don’t need any other sign. If God says “Everything is going to be ok” I don’t need to hear it again. I believe him. I remember. He was right, everything did work out ok.

Things might not be going the way you want. And things might get worse before they get better. But in the end, everything is going to work out ok. Trust God.

9“Then you will call, and the LORD will answer;
You will cry, and He will say, ‘Here I am.’
If you remove the yoke from your midst,
The pointing of the finger and speaking wickedness,

10 And if you give yourself to the hungry
And satisfy the desire of the afflicted,
Then your light will rise in darkness
And your gloom will become like midday.

11 “And the LORD will continually guide you,
And satisfy your desire in scorched places,
And give strength to your bones;
And you will be like a watered garden,
And like a spring of water whose waters do not fail.

12 “Those from among you will rebuild the ancient ruins;
You will raise up the age-old foundations;
And you will be called the repairer of the breach,
The restorer of the streets in which to dwell.

Isaiah 58:9-12

Put your trust in God and stay strong. He will be with you in the work.
Everything is going to be ok.

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Tile work

27 Saturday Jul 2013

Posted by Julia Monroe in crafts, Gilded Life, God, home decor, lighting, photography, projects, Uncategorized

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home, house, kitchen remodel, painting, replacing tiles, tile, tilework

The facebook post said “What has been your favorite find lately? Please share!!” They found a pair of ornate candelabra lamps. I haven’t purchased anything lately but figured surely I could find something “for a whole new purpose” in this overstuffed house. Perhaps an item I had forgotten. Hmm, yes, there was the old mirror still in the garage. That would do. It was my father-in-law’s and I’ve been planning on cleaning it up for a couple years now. How can years go by like that? Years!

Anyway, we were just talking about the tile work in the kitchen and I mentioned we needed six tiles as close as possible to the original tile to fill the hole. Photography is really difficult in such a dark kitchen so we’re painting all the cabinets white and the walls a beautiful creamy white. I can’t wait! The lighting will be glorious! Here is my cluttered, dark, Kitchen Before, with out-dated orangey woodwork, brass knobs and fruit-that-matches-NOTHING tiles.

Stove area before the redo, with fruit tiles that don't match a thing in my entire house and orange wood cabinets.

Stove area before the redo, with fruit tiles that don’t match a single thing in my entire house and orange wood cabinets.


As we talked about the tile, my husband remembered the old boxes of discontinued tile samples in the garage. They were being thrown out from a construction job eight years ago. What a surprise! Look at my amazing new craft supplies!
Tile samples.

Tile samples.


Granite tile samples

Granite tile samples


Border, relief and bullnose tile samples. These are heavy and gorgeous!

Border, relief and bullnose tile samples. These are gorgeous!


And in that box of old tile were exactly SIX tiles that EXACTLY matched the color and texture of the existing tile in our kitchen! Now what are the chances of that? Wow! We’re pinching even the pennies we find in the sofa to do this kitchen remodel so finding tiles that match is crazy encouraging!
It was hard to capture the color and texture on the tiles but they match almost exactly.

It was hard to capture the color and texture on the tiles but they match almost exactly.


The new tiles are about 1/16th” too big and the original tile was tightly set so we’ll have to carefully sand off a bit of the new tiles to make them fit. But the surface texture and color match couldn’t be better!

I’m looking forward to using the mirror and working with tile this week. What fun to go treasure hunting in my own garage. God cares about so many little details in our lives and the fact that he made sure eight years ago to stow away six little tiles I’d need today is just amazing.

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One year ago today I broke my back… and didn’t know it.

16 Tuesday Jul 2013

Posted by Julia Monroe in All Sparkled Up, God, Inspirational, Scoliosis, Scripture

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I should have known though. The symptoms were severe. Over the next couple weeks I searched the internet for “How to tell if your back is broken” and “Can a person walk around with a broken back.” There were no conclusive answers. Well duh! My husband said most people do NOT walk around with a broken back. Most people seek help immediately, due to immobility or pain. I’m not that smart though. I’ve told my doctors to make a note in my charts “HAS DIFFICULTY INTERPRETING PAIN.”

For the next several weeks I tightly strapped a gallon size bag of ice to my back for 16 hours a day. I wore a back brace day and night as tight as it could be pulled to keep my vertebrae from shifting. I moved slow, walked slower, couldn’t drive, could barely sit. My feet and legs would go numb and I had other worse not-normal symptoms. But I’m not that smart. I thought it was old age. Or just maybe, a popped disk. I do NOT recommend ignoring symptoms.

For the next two and a half months, I helped my husband and sons clean our house, fill and move boxes, reorganize everything as we readied our house for inspection for refinancing. The work was endless and huge. I did it with a bag of ice strapped to my back and silent prayers that God would hold me together, literally.

I finally got surgery two and half months after I broke my back. I had 17 vertebrae fused. It was after surgery that I found out how bad it was. My surgeon told me the upper part of my back wasn’t even connected to the lower part of my back. It is a real, live, unexplainable miracle that I didn’t get paralyzed.  Praise be to God!

Today, one year after breaking my back, I am repairing very well. I can walk, sit and drive again. I can bake delicious treats, cook, do laundry, sew on my sewing machine, make crafts, pick figs, and do container gardening. Best of all, I can kneel down and hug my grandchildren.

When I look over the past year, the thing that stands out above all wasn’t the pain, the learning to walk again, learning new ways to do things. The thing that stands out the most, the memory that glows the most intensely all the way from July 16th 2012 to today, was God was with me. He was so close that he fluffed my pillows when I needed, He supported my back when I could feel the vertebrae shifting and grinding, He helped me lay down at night and get up again and fall asleep even when it felt like I was lying on spears of glass. God was there. The entire year glowed with His presence. I sought Him and he was there. There are no words to describe the profound peace and love I felt, even when enduring pain.

As I look ahead, I don’t have to fear because I know God will be there.

“For I know the plans that I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon Me and come and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. You will seek Me and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart.” Jeremiah 29:11-13

 

 

 

 

 

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“You’re reaching the wrong way”

21 Friday Jun 2013

Posted by Julia Monroe in community, crafts, God, Inspirational, Scoliosis, sewing, Uncategorized

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“What?” I asked.

I was standing in the middle of the room with my arm up in the air but those words abruptly stopped me.

“You’re reaching the wrong way.”

It had been a rough week. Someone had said cruel things. A big and unexpected bill arrived. And there was never enough light in the room, never enough light. Everything came crashing down at once so I got mad. I was angry at others. I was mad at the never ending bills. I was mad that my back wasn’t strong enough for me to get a job and how stupid was that! I was mad that I was mad. Life wasn’t fair.

So I stood in the middle of the room and puzzled all of this. There seemed to be no solution. Slowly, the anger drained out. Anger takes a ton of energy and I didn’t even have enough energy to sustain anger so I had to let it go. I forgave the cruel words. I decided to trust God that the finances would somehow work out, and maybe there could even be a solution for the poor lighting. God helped calm me down and I was aware of Him. But he was invisible and I wanted desperately to see him. Friends hug friends, don’t they? And when Jesus walked on the earth, just a touch of his garment healed disease. So I stood there and reached my hand toward the ceiling and waited to touch the hand of God.

Nothing.

How soon we forget sometimes. It was just a couple minutes before that I decided to let go of anger and now it started to bubble up again. Only this time, it was against God.

I stood on my tiptoes and said “Do I have to be higher to touch your hand?” I kept my arm up, rigid. I looked across the room and eyed the chair. “Do I have to stand on a chair?” I stretched on tiptoes as high as I could and felt the old adrenaline surging again, for all the wrong reasons. “Do I have to stand on my bed? Huh??? How high do I have to go to touch your hand, God???”

I started toward the bed, my hand still held high, but God interrupted my thoughts.

“You’re reaching the wrong way.”

His voice wasn’t angry, it wasn’t impatient or disgusted. It was calm and honest.

I let my arm drop and stared at my hand. What on earth did that mean “You’re reaching the wrong way?” If holding my hand up was the wrong way, then I had to lower it. I slowly lowered my hand, lower, lower, until it was held out down by my side, palm up. Then I looked at my hand and waited and wondered. And God answered.

God said “What you do to the least of these, you do to me. So if you want to touch my hand, you have to reach down to someone else.”

My eyes brimmed over. Yes.

This week, my hands sewed.
1 sewing tote bags
A group of helping hands gathered together to sew tote bags to tie on walkers for patients at a rehab center.
2 sewing tote bags
I volunteered to take some unfinished bags to sew at home. The smooth fabric moved through my fingers as it fed through the machine.
3 sewing tote bags
Despite the pain in my back, it felt good to be using my hands for someone else. Why should my hands be limited just because my back complains?
4 sewing tote bags
It was just a couple months ago that I still needed a walker. Back then, it took great effort just to cut socks into strips to wrap the bars. It was such an effort that I could only wrap one. One of my sons finished the other. I know what it’s like to take fifteen minutes just to walk across a room. The fabric tote bags to tie on walkers are such a small contribution. But it’s the little things that make a big difference.
5 my walker
I won’t be there to see the bags tied to the walkers. I won’t see the struggling hands tuck tissues or a pen or prescription into the bag pockets. But that’s ok. I don’t need to stand on tiptoes and reach up. God said I only had to reach down to someone else.
6 sewing tote bags

“The King will answer and say to them, ‘Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of Mine, even the least of them, you did it to Me.’ Matthew 25:40
What you do to others, you do unto Me.
If you want to touch the hand of God, reach down to someone else.

It’s not so hard.

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