JUNK!

Well, I had a friend give me this and I want to share with you, because this pretty much sums up what I love to do and how Ranch Chic Corral was evolved.  Happy Reading!!
Refinished and Restored
Junk.  That's what my family and friends thought of most of my purchases.  But to me, they were treasures waiting to be revealed.  
When I was in my late teens, I had an unusual fetish for beat-up antique furniture.  While most of my friends were at the mall shopping for clothes, I was at estate sales, flea markets, yard sales, and auctions hunting for antiques.  Often when I brought my purchases home, my family would roll their eyes and say, "I can't believe you paid money for that old piece of junk."  But I never saw my purchases as junk.  They just needed a little work.....okay, sometimes a lot of work.  
At one estate sale I spied a little drop leaf kitchen table with three spindle-back chairs.  I could just imagine a sweet little older lady spending many years sitting at that very table drinking her morning coffee or perhaps afternoon tea.  I could almost hear the faint whispers of thousands of conversations from generations past.  The set was painted a hospital green, but I saw that it had great potential.  Obviously the other bidders didn't recognize a treasure when they saw one, because ten minutes and $35 later, the set was mine.
I brought the dinette set home, all excited about my great buy, and couldn't understand why no one else shared my enthusiasm.
"Sharon do you realize how much time and energy it is going to take to make that old green rickety table look even slightly presentable?" they asked.  At that point in my life, I had a lot more time than money, so the time wasn't a problem.
Refinishing furniture is a dirty, grueling task,  First, I stripped off the paint with paint remover and discovered that not only had the table been green, it had also been blue, and before that what.  But underneath it all was pure walnut.
The paint remover raised the grain of the wood, so I had to go back and sand it smooth.  If sanding isn't well done, the finished product will always be a little rough.  A few joints were loose from wear and tear, so I glued them back together.  Then I applied a warm walnut stain which deepened its color and made the beautiful pattern of the wood grain stand out.  Finally, I applied polyurethane coat to seal and protect the piece.
As I worked I began to think of the old broken table as a symbol of my own life.  I was also on the auction block, and God purchased me with His Son't precious blood.  I had layers and layers of my old self that had to be stripped away to reveal the beauty hidden beneath.  This raised my grain, but God sanded me with life experiences and trials to remove the rough edges.  He glued my loose joints and mended my broken pieces, for He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.  Then He put a sealer not only on be but in me - the Holy Spirit- who brought out the beauty of who God created me to be.
After I finished refurbishing the old table and chairs, I sat in the garage thinking about all that God had done in my life.  My mom opened the door, looked at the old table, and said, "I never thought something so ugly could turn out to be so beautiful."  I said "Amen."

This is much like Ranch Chic Corral.  I have a passion for refinishing old rickety things and fixing them up, much like our lives.  We have to be able to see the beauty within.  Have a great day!!

Kristen