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Aug 2016
This room shall be beautiful
after You rip down that faded wallpaper
and tear open old boards
the clouds of dust choke my throat
and crumbled tiles block my feet
But You see
the work is Yours
This room shall be beautiful
A bathroom is being renovated in my house. Our carpenter, my brother, thought it was going to be a small task but then the mud bed was discovered cracked, and under the sheet rock were rotten boards. It was discouraging and soon put us way over budget. My brother-in-law and a friend helped out as they could, but they are mechanics, not house builders.  My brother had to leave for college and entrust the task to other, busy carpenters. He had to let it be. He had to let go of the renovating responsibility. It was hard for him to accept that we didn't mind that he leave. We were going to be fine. The bathroom will be finished when it is finished, and it will be beautiful and new and more useful.   Let it be. Yes, it needs fixing. But it's not urgent. Trust others to help. It will be beautiful, one cut tile at a time.
Elioinai
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Elioinai  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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