I have a couch. It is a camel back couch that belonged to my Momma and Daddy. They bought it new when I was a young teenager so it is pretty old. Plus its pink and that won't do. My plan is to sand the wood legs and refinish them in an ivory antiqued finish. But what to do with the fabric. I will have to pay someone to reupholster it I know but what fabric to choose. I am not a decorator. Oh how I wish I were. I know what I want. Something slightly funky. I want this traditional couch to have some flare. I want it to be tourquise and velvet. The problem is that the rug in my living room has all brown, burnt reds and oranges in it. How can I incorporate a funky, tourquise, velvet couch. Hmmmm....
That dilemma will go on for awhile because I do not have the money to fix it up yet. Maybe christmas. But it got me thinking. I've been doing ALOT of that the last few months. Trying to figure out who I am. Who God made me to be. How my need to please others has held me back from being who He wants me to be. I'll have to post more on that journey later. But I do know that I want God to make me over like that couch. I know the "bones" are there. He made me after all. But I'm faded, from being selfish, I'm tattered from sinful choices, I'm just not shining and making the statement I could make; all because I have feared man instead of God. I want to be a funky, tourquise, velvet couch. I want to me who God made me to be, which will glorify Him all the more. I don't want to be this shell of a person, a robot going through the motions. I want to be Sheryl and to be a Sheryl that is in touch with her Father. And something tells me that this person that God knit together for a purpose; will be some shade of tourquise. (pardon the horrible spelling; I am quite sure that I spelled tourquise wrong, it looks wrong but I am too lazy this morning to go find my dictionary.)
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