Broken Headboard Bench
Hit the brakes.
As we drove past the Goodwill I could see it out of the corner of my eye. This crazy cool headboard. Knowing me like he does my husband was already turning the car around. Bless him.
As I nonchalantly approached my find I was preparing a go price in my mind. The head board was $10, well below my mental budget. Don’t you just love that!?
After trying to stuff it in my suburban on top of my three children we decided a return trip was best.
My sweet delivery and muscle man husband dropped us off at home and jumped in his truck to go get the headboard.
Only, they wouldn’t give it to him. I wrote his name on the hold tag like they said, but they wanted the receipt, which I didn’t give him. And they were ugly about it. Mind you this was all of ten minutes later. He huffed home and sent me back with the truck and receipt.
When I pulled up the headboard was layed out on the sidewalk…broken.
Slightly peeved is an understatement. I felt sure this was no accident. As I stood pondering what to do the store manager came out and told me she had been watching everything on the security camera in her office. She apologized and asked if I would like a refund. “I understand completely if you don’t want it anymore” she said. She knew what happened and was doing her best to be gracious. I appreciated that, but I wanted the headboard. Frustrated at the inconsiderate actions of others I decided I needed a lesson in wood repair.
So – I loaded up the broken headboard and headed home.
The paint job I signed up for now a repair job.
This story paints a picture of the disposable world in which we live. Unfortunately this scenario plays out all too often.
We live in a society that trades up and out all to easily. Broken friendship, job, finances, marriage? Dispose of them and move on. It’s the norm these days.
Especially in relationships.
Marriages suffer from this rampant attack.
The headlines are full of celebrity divorce and breakups. Setting the example of Hollywood chic divorce. Social media allows us to instantly “unfriend” on a whim. There is nothing glamorous about broken homes or broken hearts.
God intended beautiful things for marriage and relationships among believers. But he never promised is would be easy. So often things that start off easy take a turn for the difficult.
When you look up and find this thing, whatever it may be…your marriage, job, life or friendship, that you once desired, loved and cherished, now broken I implore you – go to God. Don’t go to Him looking for a way out or to rationalize your reasons for desiring to dump whatever you have going on. Go to Him for a heart change. Pray to Him for eyes to see the unseen, perseverance and desire to stick it out, work hard and heal instead of dispose.
This disposable society teaches us to focus on what we see right in front of us and move on if perfection isn’t at the end of our nose. God says differently…
Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. Hebrews 11:1
Trust in what you don’t see. Project your sights to your desires, not your reality. That’s what God sees. He sees the desires of your heart.
And guess what?
His desire for your good is bigger than yours.
When we approach the throne with hope, faith and determination to wade through brokenness the end result is more beautiful than anything man made. A redeemed marriage has strength that is lasting and real. Friendships coated with trials are loyal and honoring.
I know these things because I’ve been there.
I’m so grateful my husband and I have chosen to stay on the hard days and not fallen to the temptation of seeking other options. The best friends I have are the ones who have stuck with me when I was at my worst.
Well, he’s been there through it all. Just as he will be for you.
Because we are never disposable to the King of Kings.
Each project like this will be slightly different because the headboards aren’t the same.
I repaired the headboard with some wood glue and held it together to dry overnight with a few clamps.
Next I filled in the gaps with some wood filler and after drying, sanded it down.
The bench got coated with homemade chalk paint.
We turned the footboard upside down to allow the front and back to have a similar height for the seat part.
When the old casters decided to be stubborn and not come out I went with plan B. Make them cute rope arm rest holders. I love the patina on them anyway!
We had to cut down the spindles off the “top” of the bed to get the heights to match perfect. You can see in the picture above how we lined up the two pieces and, using a board drew a cutting line.
Luckily I hold on to old things I find and this cool piece of wood came in handy for the bench seat. We cut the seat to fit and I got to keep the part with words! You’ll see it resurface at a later date for sure!
Using finishing nails we connected the seat to the box portion of the bench.
Let me know if you have any questions!
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