11/25/08
Hmm, why is it I always seem to get in a craft creative mood when it gets close to the holidays and usually by then it’s too late to do the kind of detailed crafts I would like to do? I enjoy creating things which can be problematic since I’m not particularly talented. What this equates to is, I like to craft something that is wholly my creation but being lacking in artistic abilities, I end up taking a patterned craft and changing it; therefore it is an original in that there is not another one like it but I can’t take credit for it being my original design. Admittedly doing it this way also takes more time because I have to figure out how to tweak, change, and rearrange the original before embarking on the venture. My craft endeavors take form in needlepoint, cross stitch, crochet, knitting, weaving, sewing…. One thing that is inherent in most if not all of my needle work is blood, mine to be exact. Since I do the needle work with a very small needle I usually end up pushing the back of the needle through my fingers and before I realize it a bit of the blood gets on the project. My Grandma Barker (Dad’s Mom) tried (alas in vain) to teach me to use a thimble. A thimble for me was unwieldy; I’m very hands on and need to feel the work. Today pulling out various raw materials for my craft designs causes me to think of Abba; He created aka crafted the world from nothing except the sound of His voice. Speaking things into existence by His breath and then Ruach brooding over the creative mass began to set life in order. The original design was from the heart of Abba and though much of the flora and fauna might be similar each bears some unique trait something to make it an original. I’ve read many Scientist who purport accidental evolution on the basis that a lot of DNA in various animals is similar, just a tiny change here or there to cause a different branch of the process to evolve. I’ve also read other Scientist who have said, why mess with the perfect basic plan. Abba had the perfect formula for life and all He had to do was tweak it here and there to bring forth the diversity of life, unique, purposed for His good pleasure. I think I enjoy crafting various things because it makes me feel creative, a bit like my Abba. Thinking of my own personal DNA that usually gets left on the project causes me to think of the DNA of heaven, the blood of our precious Savior which covers over creation redeeming it from the curse which would skew everything from the original plan; this blood was not accidentally spilled but spilled for purpose, one decided on at the beginning of the plan for creation. I’m so glad that we have an Abba who is creatively crafty and plans for every contingence and it was and is His intention to reconcile all things back to Himself (Col. 1:20). I’m also extremely thankful that He is a hands on Heavenly Father, one who didn’t always keep His distance, One who sent His only Son to lay His hands on the sick, to teach us the pattern. This pattern is not cookie cutter for it allows for free will all the while conforming us into His image.
Thanks, Abba, for the creative, crafty steps You took to ensure our happy holidays.
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