Saturday, August 28, 2010

GOD KNITS

“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb,” Psalm 139:13

Knit one, purl one. Knit one, purl one. Knit one, purl one. Every summer my family would travel from Indiana to New York to visit my aunt for a week. During those visits, Aunt Marge always took time to teach me how to knit, crochet, sew, and embroider.

My aunt’s unconditional love for me was a portal through which I envisioned and believed that God loves me. Aunt Marge had shortcomings, just like everyone else, which helped me believe that a perfect God would continue to love me, in spite of my slipped stitches.

Years later, when I was pregnant with my first child, every month, without fail, I received a package from Aunt Marge. I eagerly opened each box to discover beautiful handmade baby clothes and blankets. What a demonstration of love! The hours involved in each creation were countless. And, of course, I, too, was sewing and crocheting for my baby—with the skills that Aunt Marge nurtured in me.

During my pregnancy, I “just happened” upon Psalm 139. I dearly love this metaphor of God knitting—my Heavenly Father sitting long hours in a rocking chair, lovingly creating me. I have a feeling that this same Needle Artist is just as active in my life now, repairing tears and patching my worn spots.

Those monthly packages, wrapped in brown paper and tied with twine, were the embodiment of my aunt’s unconditional love for me. Reminders of God’s love are packaged in the Bible—and tucked away in my heart, just waiting to be opened.

At the age of sixty, I am now a cherished antique, and must be handled with care. I need to accept who I now am—tattered though I may be. We can trust that God is still stitching and patching our lives, even though the patterns may include such dark threads as anxiety, pain, fear, discouragement, anger and grief.

Knit one, purl one. Knit one, purl one. Knit one, purl one.

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