Do you remember disposable cameras? I used to think they were splendid! I can still hear the ever so subtle chrk chrk chrk of the wind up, followed by the pop of the picture being taken. Twenty eight, slightly out of focus prints, all for $5.95 at the corner drugstore…what fun! Those pictures were always such a mystery. The anticipation of finding out just exactly was on that camera was enough to cast a cloud over my entire existence until I could get them developed. Mine, very strangely, seemed to always include at least six or seven of the inside of my purse. Those, of course, were not a mystery at all. I do love a good mystery, don’t you?
Take this flower pot for instance, it was a bit of mystery. I found it in the summer clearance section, and it practically jumped into my shopping cart. (Things that look iron-like and have curly bits and bobs usually have a bad habit of jumping in my cart. So very odd.) I have bad luck with flowers, terribly bad, except for the fake ones, I’m rather handy with them. Therefore, the logical conclusion was that this basket/pot thing must be used for something other than a flower. What just exactly that purpose would be, I did not know. That was the mystery, you see.
Until one day, I rearranged all the furniture in my living room and needed a lamp…I had a lamp, but my lamp needed a shade…and I didn’t have a shade, but I did have a pot… and my pot needed a purpose besides holding dead flowers. So there you have it. It all arranged itself perfectly…right down to the spare part my mister forgot to reattach to the lamp after he re-wired it for me. Even that part found the perfect purpose.
Mystery solved. Sigh. Happy endings are wonderful, wouldn’t you agree?
If you are wondering about those pretty little “jewels” (as my four year old described them), you can find them in the wedding section at Hobby Lobby. Catch them on sale, and they will look even prettier and sparkle at you even brighter.
I don’t suppose anyone will notice that I have an upside down flower pot on my lamp bedecked with wedding decorations when they stop in for a visit. I don’t suppose that even if they did notice, it would disturb them especially much. Most likely, if they were coming to my house, they would know they should expect to see that sort of thing anyway.
I imagine they would probably just sit down in that red velvet chair, and wonder why on earth I haven’t recovered it( because it is just so awfully red), and forget all about the lamp completely. Naturally, I would agree with them. However, recovering tufted wing-back chairs that are red, is not as easy a task as it may crack up to be… all mysteries can’t be solved as easily as flower pots that are lacking an occupation you know.
Proverbs 4:23 Keep thy heart with all diligence; for out of it are the issues of life.