Craft Week Day 3 | Embroidery Hoop Door Signs

This project was super fast! I was originally planning to do mobile/lamp made out of book pages. It didn’t really turn out, so I went with this instead. Looking back, I probably should have used a different color other than pink for our master bedroom door. I might change it out if Tom hates it, lol.

This project is pretty self explanatory. I used fabric, hot glue, twine, and this photo that I took a few months ago. I got it printed and had absolutely no where to put it. Don’t you hate that? I am trying to think of some unconventional ways to display photos since we are short on space. Do you have any ideas?

I did another one for the guest bedroom. I used yarn to make “hi” by twisting three strands of it and hot gluing them to the fabric. I was going to do “welcome” but that’s such a long word to write out with yarn. I don’t have that kind of patience. “hi” is pretty much the same thing, right?

Tomorrow I’ll be organizing my jewelry and repurposing a few things.

Okay, enough craft talk. God has really been dealing with me lately on a few things:

comparison, fear, anger, pride, and probably others that I can’t even think of.

What fun stuff! I really struggle with these things. I’m just going to be real with you right now. Starting your own business is hard. I feel like it brings out the very worst in me sometimes. I guess it also brings out the best, but lately it’s all about the bad. I’m not surprised. In fact, I’ve been asking God to transform me and I guess I’ve learned over time that transformation is always painful. About a year after I started following Jesus, I started to understand why God insists that I’m a sinner. As I child, I guess I thought I really wasn’t that bad. I followed all of the rules, didn’t steal, murder, commit adultery…you know the “obvious sins”. In my freshman year of college, I started seeing some ugly things in myself–pride, anger, envy, fear, lust, impatience. I was a little overwhelmed to say the least, frustrated even. I hated that I had to deal with the sin in my heart. I just wanted it to go away! I remember reading this:

So to keep me from becoming conceited because of the surpassing greatness of the revelations, a thorn was given me in the flesh, a messenger of Satan to harass me, to keep me from becoming conceited. Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness’. Therefore I will boast more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

The thorn in Paul’s flesh is much disputed according to my footnotes, but I know what the Lord was saying to me. You are weak. You tend not to be happy for others when something good happens for them. You tend to have pride in your own abilities when you find success. You tend to get angry when someone slightly disrespects you. You tend to fear that people don’t care about you at all. You are weak and you crumble under pressure; you can’t handle too many things at once. You are not very organized and you procrastinate. I know you and I love you. These are your thorns, you can’t fix them on your own, so stop trying. Just come to me. Fix your eyes on me. Come to me and find rest. Come to me and find power since you have none of your own. I am proud of you that you admit your weakness and I love that about you. I’ve removed your sin because of Jesus, but I will not remove your suffering. Because your suffering keeps you close to me.  And when you are close to me you have joy, you have life, and you have peace.

For my whole life I thought being weak was a really bad thing. I wished I could be kick ass like some of my friends. I was always afraid to try new things, I worried all the time, I was insecure and afraid to speak up, people picked on me a lot and instead of standing up for myself I’d go to the bathroom and cry. If only Taylor Swift could’ve released “Mean” in 2005! But seriously, I was completely aware of my weakness and knew what it meant to be poor in spirit.

And then I started reading things like this:

God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong

Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven

Blessed are those who are meek, for they shall inherit the earth

He leads the humble in what is right

Let the children come to Me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of God.

For when I am weak, then I am strong

God is near to the brokenhearted

For the first time in my life, it was okay to be weak, unsure, and lowly. These words literally gave me new life and a new perspective. My weakness led me to Him and when I met him I knew my life was worth something. I held my head higher and suddenly all of that suffering was so worth it.

I share all of that because it’s my story and I’m not afraid of you anymore. (I mean that in the nicest way possible.) I’m not trying to throw some sort of a pity party or exaggerate how hard my life was. So many of you have probably been to hell and back and experienced pain that would probably make me die. Lol, but to me, life seemed really hard sometimes and it still does. I still suffer because of my sin and the unfortunate circumstances of living in a broken world. But the gospel is powerful and it changed my life. Now I have hope, and that hope does not disappoint.



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