Painting furniture makes me feel like maybe, just maybe, this how God feels about us.
When I was struggling and in my most darkest of places, my sweet husband encouraged me to go back to painting.
It truly was the last thing I wanted to do.
In an effort to please him, I searched through Craigslist for a piece that might spark my interest in painting again.
That’s when I found it.
I have wanted a dresser/buffet like this for a long time! I loved how the drawers curved in and out, and I loved the oval hardware. I just had to have it.
Luckily, it was still for sale, and my husband was happy to go pick it up for me.
When he brought it home, I was in love. It was missing a little trim piece on the side, and it had a pretty bad water stain on the top, but other than that, it was perfect! It was simply gorgeous just as it sat.
And that’s exactly what it did. It sat in the garage and took up space. We walked around it, we moved lawn equipment around it, we used it to sit extra wood on top of and eventually, all of the neighborhood spiders made their homes in it.
Then, this weekend, after sitting for 4 months, I decided it was time to finally tackle this beauty. I dusted off all the sawdust and told the spiders it was time to pack up and move on. (I may not have told them. I may have come in like a tornado and blew them all away with our air compressor!)
I started out by removing all of the drawers and hardware.
I spray painted all of the hardware with a matte black spray paint. (Well, I didn’t actually spray paint the hardware, my husband did, and if I don’t give him credit, then he’ll probably quit, and that would be bad, and his Love Language is “Words of Affirmation” so I need to be sure he knows how much I LOVE his beautiful spray paint job and how I couldn’t do this without him, because after all, he’s like the love of my life and all.)
Next, I painted the body of the dresser…
… and the drawers in Linen White by Rustoleum’s Chalked Paint.
Painting this dresser was NOT fun. With the first paint stroke of white, the stain began to bleed through. Not. Good.
I’ve had this happen a few times in the past, and that’s the hard thing about painting old furniture with white paint.
I ended up priming the entire dresser before painting on two coats of chalk paint.
With the dresser primed and painted, I went back and forth on what to do with top.
Do I sand it and stain it?
Do I paint it?
In the end, I decided to paint it.
I used Rustoleum’s Chalked Paint in Charcoal. LOVE it!
After two coats of paint to the top, I waxed it using Annie Sloan’s clear wax.
I added all of the hardware back to the drawers, and lightly distressed a few places. (Look at how those drawers curve in and out! Stunning!)
And, I’m in love.
I decided to keep this piece. It has so much storage in it, that it makes the perfect dresser/buffet for my office. I can now store all of my vinyl, paint, packaging supplies, and more in all of those drawers and cabinets. It’s perfect!
As I sat back and looked at this finished piece, it made me think that God is like the painter.
He takes us in with stains and scratches. With blemishes and cracks. With broken hinges and missing trim.
He fills in the holes, covers up the stains, fixes the broken pieces, and loves us back to the beauty that He sees in us.
It’s a rough transformation, and a lot of times, we push back, because after all, it hurts. Some of the stains come through again, but He continues to cover them back up time and time again.
Over and over again.
And, in the end, we are a masterpiece.
We are God’s masterpiece.
Love you all,