When I moved into Danny's house, I Loved the coat rack bench in the Entryway. However, the bench cushion was Well worn and the gold color Seemed out of place. For months I pondered the Problem. My daughter ordered a cushion Online for me, but it was a Hideous color, too large, and Unreturnable. I believe it was the Lord who Prompted me to ask a friend at A church luncheon, "Do you know Anyone who does upholstery?" "Yes," she replied, "She's sitting at That table over there." The lady "over there" DID sew. She graciously came to my house, Measured the bench and used my Online purchase to create a new Cushion with fabric I found on sale At Hobby Lobby. When she delivered it to me, I Beamed and exclaimed, "It's Perfect!" And when the seamstress handed me An envelope, I thought her bill Was inside. Instead it was a note congratulating Danny and me. The cushion was Cyndie's wedding Gift to us. Now, when I walk in the door, I don't Just see the pretty cushion. I see the loving heart of my Friend who fashioned it. |