Reflection
It is a bit cliche, but I have found myself in a frenzy of thoughts in reflection of 2014. It has been quite a heavy year. It is packed with firsts, lasts, and forevers.
God has taught me so much about myself in a years time. Some of which I've learned the hard way (being a newlywed and all), others I learned in a delicate and sweet manner. If I have to pick one thing that I'm so glad that I'm starting to learn it would be being a servant.
Ironically, being something I needed to work on, I've recently been surrounded by so many people who (in my eyes) are true servants of others. They serve people in a pure, gentle, graceful sort of way with no questions asked and no expectation set. I can't honestly say that is how I serve. When I saw these beautiful women and their merciful hearts I couldn't help but want what they had.
I laid in my bed one night and stared in the dark space above me pondering what I was feeling. I knew that I wanted to be a better wife, employee, I eventually want to be a great mother. I know in order to accomplish any of those tasks I need to be more like christ in the area of serving. With His help, I know my heart will be continually transformed. If the Lord of all creation humbled himself to be a servant of all, who I am to be exempt.
"Who, being in very nature God,
did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage;
rather, he made himself nothing
being made in the human likeness.
And being found in appearance as a man,
he humbled himself by becoming obedient to death -
even death on a cross!"
Phil 2:6-8
DIY: No- Sew!
I desperately wanted to buy a ton of throw pillows and drown in an ocean of beautiful fabrics, but being on a budget didn't allow for that to happen as I had hoped for. In the midst of my sorrow I decided to make my own! I had a few pillows laying around the house that I wasn't happy with, so I chose them to be my victims!
Supplies:
- Machine washable, strong adhesive fabric glue (can be found for $3 at Michaels)
- Beginners Sewing kit; came with the measuring tape, scissors, and pins (Yardage Town $12)
1. Find fabric that you love
2. Find an old pillow that has a great shape to it.
3. Measure your pillow
4. Measure the fabric:
- Give yourself about 2 inches extra, in width, on each side.
- For Length, double the number you measured for the pillow.
Example: Width of pillow is 6", cut the material at 10"
Length of pillow is 12", cut the material at 24"
4. Lay the material flat on the floor, and fold in about an inch on all for sides.
5. Pin the material down, and iron the edges to make a clear fold.
CAUTION: Be sure your material CAN be ironed, mine was not heat durable, I learned that the hard way.
6. Take your glue and begin to glue the material, and take away the pins as you make your way down the line. Wait about 10 minutes before beginning the next step.
7. Fold over the pillow, make sure you have clean and decisive lines:
You did it!
TIP: While applying the glue, be sure not to press the material down, but take 4 fingers and pat it down as you go. This will prevent any dark glue marks left on the showcase side of the pillow.
Supplies:
- Machine washable, strong adhesive fabric glue (can be found for $3 at Michaels)
- Beginners Sewing kit; came with the measuring tape, scissors, and pins (Yardage Town $12)
1. Find fabric that you love
2. Find an old pillow that has a great shape to it.
3. Measure your pillow
4. Measure the fabric:
- Give yourself about 2 inches extra, in width, on each side.
- For Length, double the number you measured for the pillow.
Example: Width of pillow is 6", cut the material at 10"
Length of pillow is 12", cut the material at 24"
4. Lay the material flat on the floor, and fold in about an inch on all for sides.
5. Pin the material down, and iron the edges to make a clear fold.
CAUTION: Be sure your material CAN be ironed, mine was not heat durable, I learned that the hard way.
6. Take your glue and begin to glue the material, and take away the pins as you make your way down the line. Wait about 10 minutes before beginning the next step.
7. Fold over the pillow, make sure you have clean and decisive lines:
After you've chosen how you will fold the back, pin the folds.
8. Begin to glue on the folds, and remove the pins as you do.
9. Let pillow dry for 24 hours, before any vigorous movement :)
TIP: While applying the glue, be sure not to press the material down, but take 4 fingers and pat it down as you go. This will prevent any dark glue marks left on the showcase side of the pillow.
DIY: Shadow Boxing - wk2
The walls in my room were totally bare, for that reason I had to come up with something. As I hate chords, I equally dislike bare walls.
In our closet is a slew of wedding gifts that I haven't quite figured out what to do with. The day I finally had an idea ... a picture frame gift set was the perfect match.
The Victim:
Supplies:
1. Low-grade sand paper
2. Disposable gloves
3. Wood stain (or paint your choice)
4. Paper Towel
5. Paint can opener.. or if you're like me and dont have one, a flat head screw driver ;)
First, I removed the glass and backing of each picture frame. In order to keep track of which glass goes to each frame this is what I did:
Second, I used the paper towel as a paint brush. I dipped just the tip of the towel into the wood finish and brushed each side with a very light layer. After all seven had dried, I took the sand paper and roughed up each side to my liking.
Lastly, for the centerpiece I had a Window Frame (can be found at target). I used lace to fill the inside of the window frame instead of a picture (my preference).
Final:
I hope you like it! #homedecor #innerdecor
DIY: I HATE CHORDS - Wk 1
You may or may not know that I love to decorate, I also love to try new things when it comes to decorating and that is why I have chosen to pick some DIY projects. YAY!
We have a TV stand in our house that is beautiful, as it was custom built for us (courtesy of http://manuallymade.tumblr.com/) however since we did in fact, have our TV on top of it and all of our necessities for entertainment there were a visible mess of chords... everywhere. So I decided to fix that problem once and for all:
Step 1:
Measure the area that you are covering with burlap and add and 1" to each side just so you have enough material to work with.
Step 2:
Get a partner! trust me this is a lot easier to do with someone who can hold the material on the other side... it will save you a lot of backaches and unnecessary squats.
Step 3:
Start on one side, nail in the top corner and stretch the material straight down to the bottom corner of the stand (or whatever surface you're putting the material over). Make sure the edge of your material is parallel to the edge of the stand.
Step 4:
Now go to the other side (unless you were smart and got a partner like advised) and make sure the material is stretched so it is tight across the back of the stand. Then nail the top corner and down to the bottom. Again make sure the edge of your material is parallel to the edge of your stand.
Step 4 is the most important and ... strangely the most tedious part. It can be rather stressful but it will be well worth it!
#homedecorating
We have a TV stand in our house that is beautiful, as it was custom built for us (courtesy of http://manuallymade.tumblr.com/) however since we did in fact, have our TV on top of it and all of our necessities for entertainment there were a visible mess of chords... everywhere. So I decided to fix that problem once and for all:
I had some leftover burlap table runners left from my Bridal shower and decided they could be put to great use (I am all about repurposing stuff just laying around the house).
This is what I used:
Step 1:
Measure the area that you are covering with burlap and add and 1" to each side just so you have enough material to work with.
Step 2:
Get a partner! trust me this is a lot easier to do with someone who can hold the material on the other side... it will save you a lot of backaches and unnecessary squats.
Step 3:
Start on one side, nail in the top corner and stretch the material straight down to the bottom corner of the stand (or whatever surface you're putting the material over). Make sure the edge of your material is parallel to the edge of the stand.
Step 4:
Now go to the other side (unless you were smart and got a partner like advised) and make sure the material is stretched so it is tight across the back of the stand. Then nail the top corner and down to the bottom. Again make sure the edge of your material is parallel to the edge of your stand.
Step 4 is the most important and ... strangely the most tedious part. It can be rather stressful but it will be well worth it!
Tah-Dah! The End.
Next week will be another DIY project 'How - To' so be sure to check in and see what else you're capable of!
#homedecorating
Sometimes I dream
Sometimes I day dream.
Usually its a song or a scenery that swirls me into the confines of my own mind.
I don't mind it.
I like being taken away.
I dream about seeing the world.
I want to leave a footprint in London where the architecture alone, keeps your breath.
Sip wine in Italy, where winding roads of loveliness are unending.
Leave a love lock in Paris, where finding hidden treasures is endless.
Spot a lion in Africa, where nature is in full bloom.
I want to leave my heart in Israel, where Jesus' saved it.
I want to see the world.
I long to enjoy all the creative crevices God put on this Earth for us to discover.
I want to meet exquisite people of every race, and tell them how they've made my life more beautiful.
I will do all of these things, one day.
But for now dear Day Dreams... here's to you.
Love bug.
Let me explain.
Let me explain this picture up above, see that yellow journal, the one next to the obnoxious white porcelain pine cone.
Yes that one.
The first time I saw this journal on a shelf, it was in a quaint bookstore on one of the most bustling streets in Marquette, MI (really one of the only). I feel in love...we fell in love. I told my dad I needed it, like most 14 year olds do, he said 'not today' I turned around and came to terms with his decision.
Later that day, I walked into my room and on my bed was the untouched beautiful journal that I had met in the bookstore. That is when our love affair started. We spent the defining years of my life together and on it's pages it contains some of the best times of my life, with that of course it also contains some of the worst. Inside of those two hard covers was my first heart break, my biggest secrets, my biggest decisions, and my unforgettable moments. The most important thing it holds was a promise God and I made with each other.
You see, I promised Him that I would never commit to someone until I knew he was the one, you know... 'The One'. Gods promise was that He would bring me someone who would lead me, love me, and best of all, be my best friend...forever. So I kept my promise to God. Like usual, I stumbled here and there but I did the best I could. God ever so graceful, as He always is, kept his promise so beautiful and pristine.
On July 11, 2014 I married my best friend.
He is tall.
His skin is made of caramel.
His eyes are my paradise.
I like to call him Love bug.
When we moved in to our cozy apartment, I put it Gods promise on the shelf, so I can always see it but more importantly so I can always remember.
I love you.
Childs Play
Tonight a miracle happened. .. Well a miracle for Southern California.
It was thunder and lightning.
I looked outside and saw the rain falling like spears that were mad at the ground. It reminded me of when I was a child. Then I slipped back, I was six years old.
I remember the trees and the smell of must and humidity, the sky looked angry and the trees looked thirsty. There was always that first drop
d
r
o
p
Rain. Rain. Rain. Rain. Rain.
I loved it, it made the trees sing with vibrant colors and the grass came to life. That was always my inspiration. Nature. The way it changed, the way it would be summer so hot you couldn't breath and then winter so long you forgot what grass looked like. I remember getting lost in my thoughts so deep that I would hear music in my head as if I was a composer and my life was the soundtrack.
I miss those times.
Creativity was always at my fingertips, and a new idea was always around the corner. They say, as you get older, you have to find inspiration in whatever your surroundings are. You have to go out there and you have to look for it.
I'm still trying to find mine.
It was thunder and lightning.
I looked outside and saw the rain falling like spears that were mad at the ground. It reminded me of when I was a child. Then I slipped back, I was six years old.
I remember the trees and the smell of must and humidity, the sky looked angry and the trees looked thirsty. There was always that first drop
d
r
o
p
Rain. Rain. Rain. Rain. Rain.
I loved it, it made the trees sing with vibrant colors and the grass came to life. That was always my inspiration. Nature. The way it changed, the way it would be summer so hot you couldn't breath and then winter so long you forgot what grass looked like. I remember getting lost in my thoughts so deep that I would hear music in my head as if I was a composer and my life was the soundtrack.
I miss those times.
Creativity was always at my fingertips, and a new idea was always around the corner. They say, as you get older, you have to find inspiration in whatever your surroundings are. You have to go out there and you have to look for it.
I'm still trying to find mine.
A New Start
It has been 735 days since I've spoken my meaningful words into a cyber void.
In 735 days life has taken me so far from where I have been, I'd almost forgotten.
the pain
the ache
the wait
the faith
The faith it took to get me here. Where I am.
I remember nights of sleeplessness because of my worry, my doubts and my fears. I remember days of longing and wonder, the thought of 'What if'.
But enough of talking in code.
Let me share with you where I was and now where I am.
Two years ago, almost to the day I didn't have a stable job. I had no stable income, but I had a heart full of passion and a mind full of determination. I was ready to go wherever it was God called me. I didn't know what to do at the time, but then one day I figured it out. After 11 months of long suffering, after multiple door slams to the face, there was one that cracked open enough to see who was standing on the other side, and it was me.
I started from the bottom of the food chain like most newbies do. I worked long hours to pay rent and also to gain experience, my brain was an empty book awaiting knowledgeable words to fill it. After a short period of time, I landed a job, one I had dreamed about.
There were short joyful words.
Then there were joyful tears.
I walked into a land of new faces, new rules and new beginnings.
I was in a land called Bliss. I had never felt more blessed than in that moment when I walked through the very secure double doors into the mystery that was the 'Third Floor'. I learned new names, new rules, a new way of thinking. Here it felt like home, and home it would be until God told me otherwise.
I'm very thankful for the this place and this family I had to wait for, pray for, hurt for and hope for. I would never have it any other way, but isn't that the profound way of my Father.
In 735 days life has taken me so far from where I have been, I'd almost forgotten.
the pain
the ache
the wait
the faith
The faith it took to get me here. Where I am.
I remember nights of sleeplessness because of my worry, my doubts and my fears. I remember days of longing and wonder, the thought of 'What if'.
But enough of talking in code.
Let me share with you where I was and now where I am.
Two years ago, almost to the day I didn't have a stable job. I had no stable income, but I had a heart full of passion and a mind full of determination. I was ready to go wherever it was God called me. I didn't know what to do at the time, but then one day I figured it out. After 11 months of long suffering, after multiple door slams to the face, there was one that cracked open enough to see who was standing on the other side, and it was me.
I started from the bottom of the food chain like most newbies do. I worked long hours to pay rent and also to gain experience, my brain was an empty book awaiting knowledgeable words to fill it. After a short period of time, I landed a job, one I had dreamed about.
There were short joyful words.
Then there were joyful tears.
I walked into a land of new faces, new rules and new beginnings.
I was in a land called Bliss. I had never felt more blessed than in that moment when I walked through the very secure double doors into the mystery that was the 'Third Floor'. I learned new names, new rules, a new way of thinking. Here it felt like home, and home it would be until God told me otherwise.
I'm very thankful for the this place and this family I had to wait for, pray for, hurt for and hope for. I would never have it any other way, but isn't that the profound way of my Father.
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