Restoring Piece

Oh, 2016, I wasn't sad to say goodbye to you. This break-up was much needed and it was definitely you and not me, Sweetie. Did y'all feel the same? So. much. happening. Our personal world of "so much" began on the night of November 9th. While we were at our church small group, we got the *magical* call from our adoption consultant that an expectant mama wanted to speak with us. This means that she looked through a stack of profile books that included our story and she chose us. US. Holy, wow. We jumped up and down, we hugged,...

Have you heard Hillary Scott’s new song, “Thy Will”? It’s to-the-core good and these days it seems to be my go-to: “Down like a child on my knees all that comes to me is, ‘Thy Will be Done.’ I know you see me, I know you hear me, Lord. Your plans are for me; goodness you have in store.” It’s beautifully written, am I right? Such an anointing on those words. But why is it so hard to believe while we are in the trenches? Why, when we know He loves us infinitely more than we could ever imagine, is...

No boys allowed on the blog....except for today. ;0) Hi Friends! Brandon is logging on to tell us about something new happening over here at Restoring Piece. Without giving all the good stuff away, I think it's going to be a great tool for you! Enjoy! Jeni    At Restoring Piece, we value the opportunity to provide the best services possible to our patrons. Each week, we receive a minimum of 10-15 inquiries asking if we provide upholstery services, woodworking, custom builds, custom painting, on-site cabinetry refinishing, interior design services, demolitions, on-site renovations, metal work,  and really, so much more. While we would love...

When we moved into our home last May, I quickly realized that throwing my leg up and crawling over the gigantic tub everyday - twice a day - to open and close the blinds was not going to last. Either that, or I was going to have to start showering in the dark for privacy. Let's be real...if I'm involved, both of those scenarios could lead to serious injury. I needed to figure out something clever for both of our windows in the bathroom. Stat.  While doing a little "research" (or filling up online shopping carts that never actually check out),...

Seeing your face for the first time means so much to me. So many questions are answered before we ever say a word. You invite me in and we talk until 2:00 in the morning. Sadly, I can't recall much of that conversation, but I know there was a lot of laughter, and maybe some healing, too.  Where were you? I've been growing up without you, just 3 miles from where we sit now. You missed so much. I want to understand, but I've prepared myself in case I can't.  We plan a dinner date the next week. You pick me...