The counselor told us that we needed to find something in common. We needed to restore our friendship. He had his hobbies and I had mine... and hardly ever the two would meet.
After trying a few activities... I remain a avid hater of bowling...
Both of us hate mowing. We pay the man for that pesky task. The backyard, small, narrow, and not worth the energy to pull the mower cord just to shave down a bunch of weeds.
Arguments cropped up along the way.
I hate when they want to grab a tape recorder... It's just not right.
And throughout the process, everything began to grow...
Beauty sprung up. Appreciation. Teamwork.
Then we ran out of white bricks and had to find a compromise...
Yet, in the end, it worked out. The result is so much a semblance of a Castle creation.
It's quirky with the red and white mixed in together. And it dips and bumps. It doesn't match up in some places.
Yet, it did something for us. It did something for the yard, as well, that now is springing with life and beauty and produce!
So are we.
In this, we've found a connection, a common goal and something that causes us to work together, talk and laugh much, even in the arguments.
This "project" has paved a way to healing in so many ways.
"So Abraham called that place The Lord Will Provide.
And to this day it is said, "On the mountain of the Lord it will be provided."
photos from our walkway project.