It came in the mail, obviously folded and packed with the greatest of care from the other end. The colors blended beautifully and cozy oozed through me at the first touch. There is nothing more exciting than receiving a beautiful bundle of fine fabric. Yet, I'm always amazed at the journey in which it takes. Folded with care, unfolded with purpose, cut, organized, pinned and sewn. The process begins with a bundle of fabric and ends with a master piece beholding purpose and beauty. After all the time spent to creating this art, I know it well. I know every inch, every corner, every stitch. It has become a part of me. And into whoever's hands my creation may land, there is purpose...to cover a cold body, to bring beauty to a table or provide a cozy, snuggle from a warm bag to a sleepy child.
And it reminds me...
You have searched me, Lord
and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue you, Lord, know it completely.
You hem me in behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
Psalm 139:1-6, 13-14
