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May 6, 2017

Today Mr. Sparky and I got to do something so amazing, I’m still in awe.

See, it goes like this: after decades of dreaming, we’re finally remodeling the kitchen. Got a great contractor, and he brought me some granite options from The Home Despot to consider. Except me no likey. Kinda boring, the whole lot of them.  In fact, one looked like a speckled chicken.

Exhibit A

 

 

Exhibit B

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

See what I’m sayin’?

I understand that speckled chicken granite is all the rage in some places, but I just wasn’t feeling it. And it was awfully expensive for something I was going to have to settle for. All the samples were. So he offered to take us to a stone yard to check out some granite slabs, since the prices should be lower there and the selection much higher. And that is how we ended up at a local granite yard today.

Y’all…it was amazing.  Slab after slab of stunning beauty.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This one had pieces that glowed like the tears of a unicorn…

…but in other areas it glowed like the tail of a mermaid. This slab was obviously meant for people who dig Lisa Frank notebooks.

This is a closeup of one of the runners-up. All black and white. It was so reflective that every picture I tried to take of the entire slab just looked like a mirror. The golden areas are just reflections.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Another one of the runners-up. Totally breathtaking.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There were slabs of every color imaginable, none of them artificially colored. One expects rock to be gray, black, white…but blue? Not gray-blue, but BLUE? Purple? Green? Pink? Striped? Swirled? Iridescent?

Here is what totally blows me away about these slabs. They are made from amazing, stunning, gorgeous rock that God hides underground in the dirt and HE DOESN’T CARE IF A HUMAN EVER SEES THEM.

I mean, who does that? He creates beauty for the sake of beauty, with no need for the admiration of others…because that is what kind of person He is. Seriously…wow.

Wandering through that granite yard, all I could think of was Proverbs 25:2: It is the glory of God to conceal a matter; to search out a matter is the glory of kings.

In other words…God is amazing and He hides things for us, not from us, and we get the joy of searching out the things He hides for us.  Like…He hides incredible rocks for us to dig up and cut into slabs and polish and put in our houses. But He’s just fine if all they ever do is hold up dirt and trees.

So what did we end up choosing? I wouldn’t have been sad if we’d chosen either of the runners-up. They were beyond gorgeous, full of veining and movement. But in the end we agreed on this beautiful slab of White Ice granite, which is going to totally rock with the other color and style choices we’ve made. And it was less than speckled chicken granite from The Home Despot.

Winner, winner, NOT-A-CHICKEN dinner!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And here is the cherry on top for me: this granite was quarried in Espirito Santo, Brazil. Literal translation: Holy Spirit, Brazil.

 

Sorry, Henrietta.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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15 Comments leave one →
  1. May 6, 2017 11:06 pm

    Well, WELL, of COURSE He custom made it for YOU to discover! You Brazilian and Holy Spirit lover, you! 😘

  2. May 6, 2017 11:08 pm

    P.S. We opted for slabs/remnants for bathrooms in our TX home and they were just as you said, so much more beautiful and creative.

    • May 6, 2017 11:10 pm

      Truly amazing. And so much fun to explore!

      • May 6, 2017 11:12 pm

        Wish we’d done that for our kitchen. Opted for (yawn) boring, not eye-popping. Just make sure you seal that beauty well.

        • May 6, 2017 11:14 pm

          Yeah, I need to find out if it get sealed before it gets to us and then how often it needs resealed.

          • May 6, 2017 11:18 pm

            The granite in our little AR town home wasn’t. We hadn’t asked and they hadn’t told.

            • May 6, 2017 11:23 pm

              I thought I heard the lady who helped us say something to a customer on the phone about the slabs being sealed, but until I ask and hear it for myself…

  3. laura permalink
    May 6, 2017 11:55 pm

    This is breathtaking. The granite and the story. <3

  4. Me. Sparky permalink
    May 7, 2017 10:57 am

    I’m okay if the rocks cry out this time. You beat them to it.

  5. May 7, 2017 6:48 pm

    How cool is that! Of all places!

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