I awoke at 3 a.m. this morning, just couldn't sleep. After tossing and turning for nearly 45 minutes I got out of bed and spent some time in the Word. I caught up on my Advent readings from last week through today. Then spent some time reading my daily devotionals and enjoying the quiet and listening for God's Word in my heart.
While listening to advent Scripture readings with some Christmas music by Chiz Rider I worked on a Christmas gift for a dear friend. I'm crocheting an afghan for her. I relearned how to crochet last year and have found it a great way to praise God for what he has done and pray for things heavy on my heart.
As I was crocheting, listening to Scripture and praising and praying with each stitch I saw a similarity between crocheting and writing. Crocheting starts with a simple series of single stitches that transform into something far more beautiful once you had the following rows. Even if the second row is another single stitch - it transform into something more beautiful. But if you add a double crochet every other single crochet it creates a different pattern with more depth. And then you could add a treble or double treble - depending on the stitch or how you incorporate the different stitches for each row will determine your pattern and finished project.
Writing is the same way. As we start to write we have a basic idea woven in our brain waiting to be opened up. Once we pull the idea out and start stitching on to a piece of paper it starts to develop into a new creation. If the idea isn't flowing like we planned - we simply start again. Yet when we are in the groove and the ideas are flowing it is the mix the stitches up and had more depth and detail ~ the end product is even more beautiful and/or powerful than we could have imagined when we began.
So as we write ~ let us taken the skein of yarn from the bin, start the yarn on the hook and get stitching...we all have a story to tell! How many rows and variety of stitches does your story have woven through out...only you know until it is written.
Lisa M Buske
P.O. Box 323