Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
There is a time for everything,
And a season for every activity under heaven:
A time to be born and a time to die,
A time to plant and a time to uproot,
A time to kill and a time to heal,
A time to tear down and a time to build,
A time to weep and a time to laugh,
A time to mourn and a time to dance,
A time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
A time to embrace and a time to refrain,
A time to search and a time to give up,
A time to keep and a time to throw away
A time to tear and a time to mend,
A time to be silent and a time to speak,
A time to love and a time to hate,
A time for war and a time for peace.
Abide with me, fast falls the evening tide, I hum softly and double crochet my way along the side of my triangular shawl. The rhythm of the song matches the motions of my hands. The song soothes me; the shawl grows.
Some stitches call for faster songs. I Must Tell Jesus works well for chains and single crochets. Deep River and Amazing Grace accompanies more intricate or elaborate stitches.
Different stitches call for different rhythms.
I crochet much faster than most people, so my rhythm is swifter than theirs. I don't match my rhythm to anyone around me. I have my own patterns to follow and my own ability to guide me. Luckily I have memorized enough hymns, scriptures, and creeds to keep me going as I work through easy, difficult, and challenging stitches. Before I know it, the project is complete.
There is a rhythm to life as well. The rhythm flies swiftly through easy situations, steadily through harder patches, and solidly through times of turmoil and despair. I don't expect anyone to match my rhythm for more than a short time; they have a different pattern to follow. When one song ends, I begin another. I sing, pray, and recite my way through life.
God, it’s really hard right now. I don’t know that I can do this. Please, sweet Jesus, give me the strength I need to face what lies ahead. Everything was so easy just yesterday! I trust that things will be easier in a little while. Just don’t let me stop loving You. Don’t let me stop serving You. It is so tough right now. But You are my strength. I know You will see me through. Thank you. Amen.
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