Musings

Psalm 139 is one of my favorite psalms in the Bible. Verses 1-18 and 23-24 to be specific. When I read these verses I feel pulled, invited, drawn to slow down, to sit for a while with the truth in each one. Sometimes when I read, my sojourn in one verse is such that I do not get through the entire psalm in one sitting.

Recently, I was invited to read verses 1-16 and utilize a practice which includes several steps. For brevity’s sake, I will list only the first 3: (1) while reading, form the words with my lips or speak them audibly; (2)  put my Bible aside and write the words and phrases which come to mind; and (3) reflect on what the words or phrases mean.

As I engaged in the practice, one of the phrases which held me fast was in verse 13, “You knit me together in my mother’s womb.” These words spoke then and continue to speak to me of God’s intimate involvement in my life.

When I envision His knitting process, the type of knitting done via machines such as the Lonati Used Circular Knitting Machines shown below, is not what comes to mind.

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Rather, the type of knitting process which comes to mind is that in which both the yarn and the needle are held in the hands of the knitter until the desired, planned, creation is complete.

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The knitter, in this instance, our loving heavenly Father, knits according to a pattern, choosing what to include and what to leave out. Strengths. Gifts. Fragilities and vulnerabilities. Yes, even these are part of His design. He is not careless in His knitting process. Nor random or capricious in His choices.

And I think of Corrie ten Boom’s wonderful poem, known both as “Life is but a weaving” and “The Tapestry Poem.”

“My life is but a weaving
Between my God and me.
I cannot choose the colors
He weaveth steadily.

Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;
And I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper
And I the underside.

Not ’til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Will God unroll the canvas
And reveal the reason why.

The dark threads are as needful
In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned

He knows, He loves, He cares;
Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him.”

I muse on all this and see how these truths encourage self-acceptance and, more importantly, trust in the One Who does all things well.

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