The first and only account I ever had with LinkedIn since their first days on the web is finally purged. Continue reading “Goodbye, LinkedIn!”
The iPad, I’ve used it and I’ve never owned one. Now the iPad Pro is here and I still don’t see a need for it. I’m not against having a tablet computer, I just don’t have an interest in an Apple tablet. Here are a few reasons why I would never get one, but first alittle about me. Continue reading “Three reasons for not owning an iPad”
It’s on my mind again, “What if I could develop Android apps?” A dream of a man who is lost in the question of what should he do with his life. Continue reading “Dreams Cycled”
It felt like the right time to go out to the shop. I vacuumed all the cobwebs around the outside of the door, inside on the walls and ceilings. I sucked some of the dirt and shavings. I used a brush attachment and cleaned off the lathe. With the shop broom, I cleaned off the sidewalk.
As they may say. It’s been a year and I have people asking me if I’m still doing it. To which I’ve said, “No, not for the last year gone by.” Photography has been a new growing interest but it’s not replacing woodturning at all. Here’s all my photography in one place: http://flickr.com/dbrinneman – I post at least two new photos per week. I’m also on Google Plus and Facebook. Some of my photos are available for sale as a download and you’ll see the links per image.
The question of returning to woodturning is “when?” and “sooner than later” is my response.
I’ve been ten weeks sick. I’m slowly regaining energy but still need to recover the ability to focus for longer periods of time on my work.
Six weeks sick, I have been. Miserable occasion. Soon well, God willing, with more woodturning.
It’s late and I have this need to write out where the bane of my existence has finally ended, somewhat, and life has started. That’s way out there in terms of understanding. Simply meaning, I’ve found that I don’t have to do it all on my own. Continue reading “Learning to stand”
Being a Christian, it doesn’t mean that every problem in your life is solved. It means that there is always someone there by your side who loves you, Jesus. Continue reading “Living with The Word”
This past Friday night, I went to a friend’s workshop to turn wood. He was in his study with a friend when I arrived. They were working on the ham radio equipment together. We went down to the workshop and he showed me several pieces of wood that I could use on the lathe.
After showing me a few cuts of fresh cedar, he picked up a half-turned shaped bowl, without the center cleaned out, that a student had rejected. The piece had flown off the lathe and the student gave up. That reminded me of what had made me quit five years ago, but I actually tried several times before throwing in the towel and got smacked in the shoulder. I kept that dud for a very long time, always meaning well to turn it again. When I finally did, it broke completely apart. It was very hard and fragile.
After four hours in front of the lathe, I had a nice smooth bowl with thin sides. I removed it from the lathe and used a different set of clamps to hold it on from the top of the bowl, so I could cut off the bottom. I was too impatient and proceeded to tight the clamps to much. I could hear the walls squeaking and cracking. While I turned, the spindle gouge stuck and the bowl twisted in the clamps. Cutting more lightly against the wood, it finally exploded. Went around the shop and picked up all the pieces, lay the bowl aside and put the pieces inside. Took several pictures and looked up at the clock, it was too late to start again.
At home, Dad said, “Why don’t you cut off the top?” That’s what I did. I woke up early the next day and determined to try again, I left the house without eating because my mind was set on finishing it. Started at eight o’clock and worked all the way to noon. Another four hours and this time, it was much easier but I left with my upper spine hurting from all the vibrations that are subtle during woodturning.
Standing during the carving process while the lathe was running at 2,000 – 5,000 RPM, wearing a large protection face shield, while the vacuum ran loudly in the background to collect any dust made from sanding…I learned a lesson from the Lord. Only yesterday, I was broken in my spirit because of sin and that’s when the bowl broke. And Saturday was a new day, there I was not giving up on that bowl, even though it had broken the day before.
There I was, lost in the moment, sanding the faces of the new, smaller bowl. Redoing those rough edges into round edges, smoothing out all the imperfections with different grits of sandpaper. Buffing it down to a new shine, with several coats of sanding sealer, lacquer and wax. Showing patience towards it, loving it to perfection, not focusing on yesterday’s failures but looking forward to the future of this new bowl’s opportunity to shine again for me. That’s when He, Jesus, got my attention. Here were two days and the bowl was broken and now the Creator was working it over again, with the same Love as he had for it the day before. He was patiently finishing it to be beautiful once more for His purposes.
This song came to mind as I finished writing.
Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it!
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed through His infinite mercy,
His child and forever I am.
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
His child and forever I am.
Redeemed, and so happy in Jesus,
No language my rapture can tell;
I know that the light of His presence
With me doth continually dwell.
I think of my blessèd Redeemer,
I think of Him all the day long:
I sing, for I cannot be silent;
His love is the theme of my song.
I know there’s a crown that is waiting,
In yonder bright mansion for me,
And soon, with the spirits made perfect,
At home with the Lord I shall be.
I feel sad. Listening to a Christian radio station, KLove, to refresh my soul. Today was a good work day and tomorrow should be another good work day, but I’m still sad and lonely. Korean learning is going really well, I put in more than an hour in my weekend studying and I finished my homework in less than 30 minutes without a hitch while listening to some people sing. I love to hear people sing songs especially songs that glorify Jesus, our Savior. Here’s wishing that I really could find my happiness in Jesus this year instead of focusing on the meaningless shortcomings of life. It’s been a slow journey returning to Him, but I so want to be there again in His arms. A love that no one can give me except for Him. His love won’t disappoint.