7 Give all your worries to him, because he cares about you. 1 Peter 5:7 (NCV)
For two days, the needles have been silent. Fingers have not felt the soothing slide of yarn, ears have not heard the rhythmic clicking and clacking of stitches being woven together nor have my eyes viewed rows of progress. Every single work in progress, all of them, came to a screeching halt. What the world, how could it be the very thing that has fueled my days and blog had stopped. I have been perplexed and in a word, lost.
One innocuous phone call and my world went into a silent, motionless holding pattern. Not upset, not resigned, not spurred on, just…nothing. Oh then last night the dam broke and the tears and words flowed, freely and unchecked. I was impatient and once again questioning God, Poppa why? what? when? As usual, He spoke, the whisper caressed my ear, gently patted my back and dried the tears. “I got this!” That was it, all He said and I realized again that the life I had surrendered so long ago, remained surrendered. My self-imposed worries and fears had to be laid down at His feet. Freed, I plan to pick up the needles and work on a project of praise and thanksgiving.
Making His praise glorious!
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