i am fascinated by these spinners of silken threads and weavers of delicate webs. we have this in common. i love to feel the fibers zipping through my fingers changing from fluffy clouds of wool to thin but strong yarns winding onto the bobbin of the spinning wheel. i love to see the pattern emerge on the loom by the repeated passes of the shuttle through the warp threads.
She selects wool and flax and works with eager hands...
In her hand she holds the distaff and grasps the spindle with her fingers...
She makes coverings for her bed;
she is clothed in fine linen and purple...
Proverbs 31:13, 19, 22
have you read all of this passage in proverbs 31? how did this woman find time for it all? ah, go read verse 15, it sheds a little light: servant girls. where are my servant girls?! ;o) i do struggle with measuring up to this woman. but really, one thing i glean from this passage is that i need to be busy serving my family; providing for their basics needs of food, clothing, security. this is my ministry. do i measure up to the perfect woman? no way! but i keep on and rejoice in the role and purpose God has given to me at this time. cloth is woven one thread at a time, back and forth, back and forth. each thread appears insignificant. little progress is made, it seems. like the day to day tasks that i do repeatedly. each glass of juice poured, another meal served, dishes washed, laundry folded...but the tapestry of my family is being woven this way. am i weaving joy into my family with these tasks or am i weaving impatience and discontent? if i am honest, i will tell you that there are both threads in this cloth. but i strive for joy.
everyday gift: spinning yarns and weaving my family's tapestry