When I was a pastor one of the most difficult and unrewarding parts of preaching was coming up with a sermon title. (So I stopped giving them titles. Problem solved.) When I was setting up my Etsy shop I must have tried out a dozen clever shop names — Beauty and the Beads, Art and Soul, and too many others. I spent hours lying awake at night thinking up new (and ever weirder) names.
Finally insomnia won out over pride, and I settled on “Sadie’s Bethel Beadery.”
Beadery was easy — it’s what I do and where I do it.
“Sadie” was not too hard. This is Sadie, the head of my Security Department and the one in charge of employee morale. She is also a highly skilled document shredder.
Which leaves “Bethel.” Two things: (1) it’s the first name of the town I live in — Bethel Park, PA, and (2) in Hebrew it means “House of God” or “God’s House.” That works, too.
So there you have it, how my little upstairs room became Sadie’s Bethel Beadery. Could be worse, I suppose.
