We had made a mess.
So far, my daughter’s work at sewing class had impressed me. She was getting into the groove of things: set the needle, angle the cloth, put down the foot, press the pedal, sew forward, backward and forward again, always guiding the material with her hands without getting her fingers sewn.
That’s a lot for me to remember, much less my six-year-old!
She was proud of her work and I was proud of her concentration and focus. We’re learning, though, mostly together. I’m probably not much more expert than she is. So mistakes are inevitable.
During one of our rows of stitching, she slammed her foot down on the pedal like she was racing in Nascar without setting the needle and without clamping down the material.
We didn’t realize the extent of the disaster at first. I just stopped her and we started the row over, correctly this time. But when we lifted the finished row of material off the machine and flipped it over we saw a tangled, unraveling mess of string and knots where a row of straight and even stitches could be.
Sometimes mistakes and mess are like that, hidden underneath the surface. We look like we have it all together and are happy and whole.
But we’re really unraveling.
And we can only hold it together so long before it all comes apart.
This Thanksgiving week, I’m thankful for mentors and teachers who can teach you how to get it right and what to do when you get it wrong.
But I’m also thankful for grace and fresh starts, for the fact that sometimes God lets us rip out the stitches, reset the material and start again.
I’m thankful that He never leaves us in an unraveling mess. He’s always stitching us back together, with care and attention.
Our God is full of faithfulness, abundant in mercy and worthy of our praise, and our verse to meditate on all this Thanksgiving week is a reminder of that.
Psalm 100: A Psalm of Thanksgiving
Shout with joy to the Lord, all the earth!
Worship the Lord with gladness.
Come before him, singing with joy.
Acknowledge that the Lord is God!
He made us, and we are his.
We are his people, the sheep of his pasture.
Enter his gates with thanksgiving;
go into his courts with praise.
Give thanks to him and praise his name.
For the Lord is good.
His unfailing love continues forever,
and his faithfulness continues to each generation.
Heather King is a wife, mom, Bible Study teacher, writer for www.myfrienddebbie.com and worship leader. Most importantly, she is a Christ follower with a desire to help others apply the Bible to everyday life with all its mess, noise, and busyness. To read more devotionals by Heather King, click here.
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