This is an old table I’ve had for years. It was $2 at a tag sale, because the wonderful spool legs were rotten on the bottom. I think the previous owners must have left it outside? Anyway, John simply cut the bad part off for me and I painted the base black. The top has had a fabric cover for two years, because it’s pretty damaged. The unfinished wood had absorbed hundreds of coffee cup rings, pen marks and even a few cigarette burns.
The green book there is a vintage hymnal (50 cents) that is dated 1935, from Prosser, WA. I have a couple of these old hymnals. I can’t help picking them up at yard sales and thrift shops (if you want one, let me know! Happy to pass them on toothers, too!). I love decorating with old books and I also love hymns which are simply doctrine, set to music. How wonderful to imagine “that great cloud of witnesses” who leafed through its pages and sang out its truths, 75 years ago.
I pulled out several of my favorites, tearing the edges carefully-that paper is tissue thin! Sadly, I only know about 40% of the songs listed. We just don’t learn these like we should, anymore. But I love modern worship, too, so I can’t complain about this fact too much!
Then, while we all watched America’s Funniest Videos together, I got out the Mod Podge and a foam brush and began to rescue the trashed little table, laying down glue and pressing pages in while the kids and John looked on and we all laughed at the show. It only took about an hour, to transform the discarded and unwanted little table to something with both daily usefulness and unique beauty!
Slowly disappearring: ugly scars, years of neglect, various stains of abuse.
Covered over with: The Old Rugged Cross. Love Lifted Me. Standing on The Promises. and Grace Greater Than All My Sin.
A beautiful metaphor of my life, just sitting there at the end of the couch.