There she was was, one among many in a jam packed antique mall. She’d been there a long, long time but today they’d put a new price on her in hopes of moving her out quickly to make room for better pieces. Many people came and walked around this petite lady, checking out her classic lines, only to walk away when they saw the raw signs of wear and the peeling veneer . . .

. . . until the one came, the one who was much like her. The one who chose her and took her home to give her a new life.

Many long days and nights were spent on her restoration, and in the process the lines began to blur between the life of the restorer and the one being restored as comparisons were made of their similarities. Peeling veneers were repaired, putty used to fill the larger cracks, and experiments with different colored paints were tried to see what she would become. No, this one was not meant to be a bold colored statement piece. Nor was she meant to be a sophisticated lacquered lady. This one’s past, it was determined, would be allowed to shine through the layers of paint that would eventually bring her to this soft and muted color.

This petite one was solidly built by her original creator and as she is restored she becomes even stronger.

When the transformation is complete she looks different than before but her original character still shines through.

Her freshly cleaned and painted interior is carefully filled with treasures from generations past.

These treasures remind her of the values instilled within her by family members when she was young.

They also remind her of lessons learned from friends and acquaintances who intersected path along the way.

Of course she can’t help but recall lessons she learned through her own mistakes!

If you move in real close you’ll see this lady’s imperfections quite clearly . . .

. . . and the wear that came from living life long and full.

Life wounded this one deeply at times . . .

. . . but the pain that caused the visible scars is long past and nothing more than distant memory.

Mostly now she recalls the joys of her life. She has been blessed with much, MUCH joy!

See the layers of color representing childhood, young adulthood, motherhood, career, and now a sweet time of less responsibility but a passion to continue living life to the fullest! And always with the expectancy of, “What’s next?”

Though she was once closed and private, she doesn’t mind throwing her doors wide open now to share with others the pathway to becoming beautiful. Though it is at times frightening to her, and sometimes others don’t like what they see in her or what she has to share, she has been called to this purpose of giving back to others what she has so freely been given.

This one, she is different than those around her, and though she once detested her differences she is now at peace with who she is. The once shy girl has come out of her shell of insecurity. She laughs freely now and loves to make others laugh along with her. She believes that others can find the same freedom to be who they were created to be and loves to offer to let them borrow her hope until they can find their own. She is often heard to say,

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In reality, we are all different. Unique creations made to love and be loved by Father God. Fighting your way through life all alone can be hard. Sometimes it takes another person coming alongside to help point us in the direction God originally intended for us to go. God tells us that His way is easy and His burden is light. Won’t you place your life into the Master’s hands and let Him do the work of bringing you into complete restoration?

Take it from a little painted hutch,

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