Monday, January 20, 2020

Dearest God,

You teach us lessons even when we are not looking for them.  In them you show us how your way is not always, frequently actually, not our way.

I am making a quilt for the spiritual hermitage.  I have always wanted to make a batik quilt but it just never felt right until now.  So I have been cutting, sewing strips and them sewing them into the larger fabric.

I miscalculated the measurements which means I have had to tear out a couple of strips.  Because I am low on fabric which is no longer available, I am having to use the fabric I tore out.  With loose threads and ironed-down seams, I thought I would do a short cut by sewing old squares together without ironing them or taking out threads.  Of course, I just made myself a mess and I was losing patience.  As I was about ready to toss it, you came to me in a breath.  Your message was loud and clear.  I was acting like the man that was given one talent instead of the man given ten.  I was attempting to put new wine in old wineskins.  I suddenly realized the cloth I held in my hand was sacred. I felt guilty, sad.  All at once it felt different. I cherished it.  I held it softly, tenderly in my hands.  I apologized and showed it reverence as I reworked it for almost an hour.

When you come like today, I feel like bowing down at your feet.  I need your instruction, your direction and guidance.  I need to follow you, your will, your way.  It really is better!

Holy God,
thank you
for your
teaching me
a life lesson
this morning.
I needed it.
Thank you
for giving me
eyes of faith.

Love, Andrea