Saturday, April 28, 2012

Borrowed

Undercranked and blown away

I love this video for so many different reasons.  Depending on the day it could speak to me for one thing or another or another.  When I first saw it, thick into preparing for this week's Bible Study on the Eucharist, Michelle's/Quantum Theology's words spoke to me "These flowers aren't coaxed into blooming, but blown into being...'You sent forth your spirit, and they were created; no one can resist your word.'  Resistance is futile."

Today, as I listen to the scraping of sandpaper on drywall and hope for a dry enough day for painting, prepare to attend a bachelorette "thing" for my future sister-in-law, wait anxiously for my brother to call with news I already know, place - or take out - marbles from the jar as my son works towards a goal of his own, I'm reminded that our idea of time is not necessarily God's.  Nor is our idea of progress. 

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Yarn Along #1


I am currently working on the Twinkle, Vintage Baby Cardigan.  I'm making it in a cashmere blend.  I started it on very short sz 3 circs and changed to sz 4s with the increases.  I did this mostly because I don't have sz 3 circs that are long enough to accommodate the growing sweater.  But I'm finding it is helping to loosen up what has up to this point been painfully tight gauge.  The sweater will be for my 6 month old niece to wear to a wedding this June.  I have to admit that as pretty as the right side looks, I LOVE the way the wrong side looks with the widening strips of reverse stockinette, off set by the raised bumps of the stockinette stitches.  I'm tempted to make a second sweater but do it backwards!

As for my reading, I cheated.  I grabbed what I had on hand which is what I'm reading for a Bible study class I'm completing.  It is Swear to God, written by Scott Hahn.  My for fun book is buried on the nightstand right now.  It's The Hunger Games.  Yes.  I'm a fan of young adult fiction.  Guilty pleasure.

This is my first time participating in Ginny's/Small Things' Yarn Along! 

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Work in Progress

I have a hard time living with works in progress.

A long to-do list makes me antsy.

I usually only read one book at a time.

I struggle to break large tasks into smaller ones.

The half knit hat stares at me accusingly.

So, to live in a construction zone is miserable.  Our main family area is torn to pieces while walls are redone.  This work of redoing meant tearing down paneling, new framing, re-insulating and new drywall.  We - meaning Husband- is on the mudding and sanding part of the dry wall.  But the work will be far from done when that task is complete.  There will remain painting, trim and molding and the new built-in bookshelves and the ledge the length of the wall to build, paint and install.  When his work is done, then there is the matter of the carpet.  Worn before and now battle scarred.

In the meantime, the entire contents of that room have thrown up in every other room of the house.  In a small house, with smallish children, that's a lot of contents. (I'm the overly organized type and make great use of space.  There wasn't a nook or cranny in the room that wasn't in use.) 

It's all very disconcerting.  Some days it's barely tolerable. Others, I feel skin-crawling crazy over the mess that we're living in and with, day in and day out and what feels like no end in sight.

It's this project that makes me come face to face with how difficult it is for me to live with works in progress.

And it's a sudden understanding that we are all - me, Husband, Boy 1 and Boy 2 - and every other person we meet, know and love - works in progress. 

Does God every feel skin-crawling crazy over the messes I make?

Monday, April 23, 2012

Deuteronomy 6: 5-9

You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your strength.  And these words which I command you today shall be in your heart.  You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, when you walk by the way, when you lie down, and when you rise up.  You shall bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as frontlets between your eyes.  You shall write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates.