Today I am going to share something a bit unconventional- I may even seem a little off my nut but please, just bear with me...
The other day as I was vacuuming and mopping our engineered hardwood floors, I allowed a small sigh to escape my lips and a few grumbling thoughts loose in my mind. I was looking at the terrible scratches on the floor beneath our dining room table. We had tried so hard to take as many precautions against such scratches when we first put the flooring down. We were diligent to put "sliders" on the feet of every piece of furniture- but unfortunately, as we came to find out, even "sliders" can allow a certain extent of scratches.
I was beginning to feel ashamed and maybe even a little bitter- Why can't we just have normal looking floors? "People" are going to judge me on these floors- thinking that I don't take care of them because they are so scratched up! (Anyone who knows me knows that I am generally what you would call a "neat freak"- therefore, if there is ever any implication of neglect I am usually horrified...)
As my mop glided over the blemished wood the Lord took my thoughts captive- and He dawned a revelation on me.
"Amy, how did those floors get so scratched up?"
It wasn't because we didn't take the necessary precautions against the scratches (sliders) or had not