I stink at waiting.
But I knew waiting was part of the deal when we set out to build our pocket-sized paradise on the hill. We are weekend warriors, after all. But it was the month of May that put me to the test.
So, why the wait?
First, God opened the floodgates last month. Then, my week-long writer’s conference quickly followed, and finally we needed to wait on the tax refund check to help with the window purchases.
Ah, the windows. We finally decided to go with two panes over one, a shorter width and a longer length to give it the desired vintage vibe. (I’ll share pictures on Instagram when they arrive.)
While all the windows are energy-efficient due to the books and papers to be stored in my creative space, there are two favorite components which will be vintage: the front window and door. See what you think!
First, the window (minus the wreath), which will sit to the left of the front door. We’re trying to decide if we want to paint it white to match the others. But I love the patina on this window so I’m leaning toward keeping my one black window. Thoughts, anyone?
And then, there’s the front door. I love the larger-than-normal four panes in this old find. Once again, the patina tugs at this old soul but I’m not sure I want a multi-colored front porch. (The Underground Salvage Store in Brevard, NC for the win!)
Here’s the thing.
We would’ve preferred to continue working on the tiny house but instead, we had to wait. And yet, it was the wait that freed us to discover our vintage treasures.
Sometimes we see treasures in the wait that normally escape our notice. Share on X
As I type, I await a phone call. Thankfully, it’s not a medical issue⏤and yet, it is an issue, to say the least. I can’t see how something good could come out of this situation if it goes south, but God is meticulously grand at this sort of thing. So, I bow the knee…and trust.
I suppose you could say I continue to find treasures in the wait.
But these treasures aren’t constructed of wood or glass. Instead, they are truths, gathered from hard lessons that are undergirded in hope.
“…that their hearts may be encouraged, being knit together in love, to reach all the riches of full assurance of understanding and the knowledge of God’s mystery, which is Christ, in whom are hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge.” Colossians 2:2,3
What treasure(s) have you discovered during a waiting period in your life?
Love hearing about you venture to your little house treasure. Thanks for sharing. Now I’m deleting before my wife sees this.
I had to stop laughing before I could respond, Tim. My husband promises to write a guest post when the house is finished to apologize to all the husbands. 🙂 Thanks so much for taking the time to share!
Love Tim’s comment! I have the perfect place for a backyard tiny house right next to the tall pine where the hawks like to nest and in the pathway where the deer cross to the creek. Sounds like a good retirement project for the hub.
Love the window. Leave as is and you could always paint it white later. The glass door makes me think of a classroom door. Red for little red schoolhouse would be good if it doesn’t clash with the exterior.
I feel my writing has been about waiting. My progress has been slow but I’ve had peace in the process. God has used me even in the waiting.
Thanks for sharing your adventure Cathy!
I like your window idea, Daphe. 🙂 You’re not alone in your waiting, sweet friend, but I love that you have peace in the process. And not only that, you also have the wisdom to see beyond the wait to grander purposes. Thanks for taking the time to share! Always love seeing your name here in the “neighborhood.” *love*
Waiting. I am belginning to believe “wait” is my life verse! I agree. There are treasures to discover in the wait. Some are material; many are spiritual. Love your finds! Waiting with you, friend 🙂
Love the life verse comment and I totally get it. I’m just thankful we’re in it together. 🙂