I have a thing for french writing desks. This beauty pictured above is from the home of the talented Charlotte Moss. It very well may be one of my all time favorite spaces. The one below isn’t too bad either, another great look. From time to time I have looked in consignment and antique stores; but I never could find one in a reasonable price range. Over a year ago, I asked our cabinet maker if he could build one for me if ever his schedule slowed. He said yes, but the time passed and I assumed he forgot or was too busy. Understandable.
He called a couple of months ago and said he had started the desk, and a few weeks ago, he pulled up in my driveway with this unfinished beauty:
The reason I’m taking the time to tell you the back story to this (which I realize seems unimportant and I otherwise would not share); is because that sweet man gave me that desk as a gift. He refused to take anything for it. It was so uncomfortable for me, because that was of course never my intent; and honestly, I know his business has been struggling through this stagnant economy. But he refused any kind of payment, to the point that it was beginning to be insulting for us to not just gratefully receive what he was freely giving. This man knows my Jesus. I know that because we have spent a lot of time over the years talking about Him. He spends many of his nights visiting prisons to minister to inmates. I love his stories, and as he would work on a project in our home, and I would stand alongside listening to him talk.
I painted the desk and thought and prayed for Him the whole time; and once again I found myself (the one with an abundance) to be the one in greater need. I love how God’s economy, trumps our economy. His rules of want and need are different than ours here on this spoiled US soil. It turned out just as I had hoped, and I think of his generosity and kindness each time I sit:
A few other thoughts on the room. The walls are graphite, not black. That’s the 348th time I have said that. They are fantastic and I love the drama they create. Secondly, the chandelier is the same chandelier that hung over the head of my friend Angela during her Beautiful Life Conference. See it over on the left? Look how cute she looked up there on that stage, doing her thing with the Bible in hand:
The chandelier is an old antique and I had not yet hung it in my house, so we used it on stage for the conference. (Side note: next years conference in already scheduled and you can purchase tickets by clicking here.) It’s made me love the chandelier more, and every time I see it, I’m reminded of all the amazing things God did at the event. I love it when things have a story.
Lastly, the rug is new and I purchased it from Overstock.com, click here to visit the site. I will warn you though, it must be made of something that tells dogs, “Please come throw up on me!” Every time Mr. Darcy is feeling a little nauseous, he runs as fast as he can straight to that rug. Somebody or something has gotta go, and I can’t decide which I like better, the dog or the rug….it’s a really great rug.
I’m just kidding all you dog lovers….kind of.
Have a great weekend!