God Spoke Through My Kitchen Sink
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When I was upgrading an old kitchen sink, I looked for a copper sink. I needed a new sink for an old farmhouse that needed a lot of tender love and care to say the least. My plan was to upgrade the counters, the sink, and the flooring and to add new cabinets. This I did. Since copper was farmsy and trendy, I looked for copper. The owner of the granite tile company also offered order only sinks. This I did. He suggested that I may want to reconsider getting a copper sink unless I wanted to do a lot of maintenance on the sink. Did I follow his recommendation? This I did not do. Since that time, the owners words have rung through my brain many, many times as I labor and polish and buff my farmsy copper sink. Oh, it’s beautiful when it is smiling back at me with sparkles, but each time I polish and buff that sink, God speaks to me through that sink. It is a lesson He teaches to me over and over. This He does. We are sent good people to give us good information, but when we